End of Summer
Bright stars, no lightsThese are September nightsBurning sky, empty treesWaiting for the cooler breeze Bugs gone, gardens pickedCold ice-cream cone I…
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Bright stars, no lightsThese are September nightsBurning sky, empty treesWaiting for the cooler breeze Bugs gone, gardens pickedCold ice-cream cone I…
Autumn moon shining brightOn a cool and windy nightSee you there so proud and vainI hope that I’ll see you…