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11 soon gone, yet gold in the song

One more month and one half and 11 is gone but not ’til I reminisce about the gold in the song.. the crimson rust of my chrysanthemum the deep burgundy of the beet, and the yellow of the squash pumpkin Never will … Continue reading

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