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Fall Morning
The night, has come to past
The moon, is finally set
The wind, dies down and opens
The door, of a new day
And I can't help wonder
what this cold, morning brings
But I know all the life with in
this desolate forest
I feel the Light
It's warm, across face
I can feel it, through bare trees
This cold, November morn
And I can't help but Wonder
What this cold, Morning brings
What this cold, morning brings!