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Sydney DeFranco
Sydney DeFranco
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Thursday evening mist holds
Yellow gleam from the streetlights standing in the cold
Wistful branches sway
Promising calls from far away
By the lilac tree
Open its arms to me
Step by step to move along
Leaves fall down and the wind blows whistling a song
In this space to be
All this air to breath
Open eyes to see
Live in the present, so free
Empty roads and open doors
What has gone? What's to come? What lingers from before?
Weary heads that walk alone
Drift along in the breeze to find their way home
Written by: Sydney DeFranco
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