with the seasons changes; my life has changed tenfold. what will winter's snow blow my way? spring's sweet sweet birds, what will they sing to me? & when the blueberries are in bloom, will i get the just the juiciest ones? i can not ask such questions, i must be patient. i must be kind. i don't know how but i know all the goods of the earth are coming my way; but i will soon; in time.

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