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Annual Agenda


After the bubbles

Love fills the air, sending luck

Rain, flowers, Summer

 

Hear the booms, start school

Leaves turn orange, air gets crisp

Remove mask, dig in

 

Shopped and dropped, tree up

Merry and bright, countdown time

Popping the bottle

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