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it is that golden season where the morning light paints everything it touches with a radiant glow. life transitions and recovers from the scorching heat of
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1 The leaves are falling, Yesterday's dew, white frosting, The heart longs to share. 2 I sit cross legged, savoring deep cleansing breaths, eyes closed sight
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