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Embraced

Embraced

Embraced

There was a time.
Ago.
Embraced.

When a woodland walk,
brought a state of grace.
Sun bright October.

The crisping morn.
The soul renewed,
the earth reborn.

Each day different,
each day new.
Each with wondrous things to do.

Each a song that could be sung.
Sung forever.
Forever young.

There was a time.
Ago.
Embraced.

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