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                 Warmth has made an end.                       
                  Yet around the bend                                 
  be glad of going on.
             Winter's approach bites the air.
Now the summer's gone
I see the swan.

Did it see me?
Didn't care.
Dipped its neck,
dragged up its weedy fare.

Beauty had not shut Her eyes.
Gave us time to realize...
it is in Beauty we, drudging, trek.
In every season,
morning or fall,
Beauty always sees us all.

MOVE ON

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