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October Day by Tracy Ovsak
I go outside and hear the birds chirping the stream is slowing to the lake and kids, everywhere are playing in the street. The sun is beating down on my face. I look around the yard I see all the leaves falling. There are all these different colors, falling to the ground as I just lay on a warm October day. |