Time.

Time has passed quickly, has it not?

Another September come and gone

Hopes and desires of change this time around

Wondering if there is a reason beyond oneself

Blue is the primary color that reaches me,

Calm, collected, perhaps even drifting though not sad

Time has passed quickly, has it not?

Memories to look back on with curiosity

Moments to look back on with fondness

One of the best times of your life

Or so it is said

Perhaps for you, but the view is upon the horizon

With vast colors such as yellow, purple, red, and orange bursting forth

Looking forward.

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