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I know I know


I know I know, it's a beautiful day, I heard it, it's one of many things you so often say, your words and conversation so frequently interrupt my own thoughts along the way, in my head so many things to be said but nay, saved for another day, stunning Autumn this May, too often personally feeling so grey.
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