Yellow red maples can frame
your bicycle, the river’s roll may bathe your voice,
sunbeams through wood will kiss
your hair.
your bicycle, the river’s roll may bathe your voice,
sunbeams through wood will kiss
your hair.
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I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow
I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow
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I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow
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I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow - by Wjames - 10-22-2024, 10:56 AM
RE: I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow - by dukealien - 10-27-2024, 06:09 AM
RE: I might not look at the leaves at all tomorrow - by spencedude75 - 12-04-2024, 08:27 AM
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