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So little, delicate
So full of November
That something doing you
Scene absolutely into the whole
That I so desperately seek
It Holds so easy for you
To be yourself
Not worrying what others consider
For someway you cognise
Who you are without seeking
You, the Nov sparrow
Only happed along one day
I saw the twinkle in your optic
The twinkle of life
As the sun discovered you
There was music
No words
But life 's sweet air
Floating from you, through life
Touching everything about you
You do life appear so instantaneous
So there
Within range
Accessible
Sadly credible
For all us nonbelievers
You, the November sparrow
Sitting meditatively still
Your still defeats me
My bosom fills
Floods with emotion
I am angered to consider
That for so many eld
I hold speeded through Nov
En route to Thanksgiving, Christmastime
And all these geezerhood I hold lost
The approving of Nov
But for this second
Because of you
I am filled with Nov
Her wasteland trees
Molten gray skies
Gross brownnesses and rust
My honey Nov sparrow
I thank God for you
My sweet reminder
Of November 's beauty, grace, appeal
Because of you
November is a special spot inside me
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