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There is a sweet adoration for the time of the day when trees whisper along the breeze,

When hues of gold and yellow seep through green leaves,

And a light so bright, that shadows almost cease to exist.

You cannot stare at this light,

Or it will burn you from within the inside.


Marvel at the beauty of all thing it touches.

See this light through dancing leaves,

Feel the ever giving warmth on every inch of your skin,

And drown in the tonic blues of the afternoon.


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