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Quiet Reflection
The day settles into quiet reflection,
Young man sings his gentle songs
To passers by on sun drenched streets.
All are changing moments of time
All is transitory beauties eternal light.
Late summers autumn reflection,
People rush to find some kind of peace
Nature framed in a train window
Flowers singing swan songs to the sun,
Butterflies revived for one last flight
Meditating on the fading memories
Of a year disappearing into Eternity.
Young man sings his gentle songs
To passers by on sun drenched streets.
All are changing moments of time
All is transitory beauties eternal light.
Late summers autumn reflection,
People rush to find some kind of peace
Nature framed in a train window
Flowers singing swan songs to the sun,
Butterflies revived for one last flight
Meditating on the fading memories
Of a year disappearing into Eternity.
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Quiet Reflection
Quiet Reflection