| lids are heavy...sun is making me squint |
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| i don't think i want to think about it
how the fall is coming down
the light is leaving and it's hard to breathe
buried in a pile of leaves
Fall is here...
I love it...the chilly breeze, the gorgeous sunrises, the golden leaves, sweatshirts and puffy vests, hot coffee, soccer games, Grand Haven sunsets, the beauty of stars...
Starin' down the stars
Jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly
But you're stayin' where you are
There's nothin' you can do
If you're too scared to try
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