rabbitinthemeadow:Reckless, nodding heads to the sunBellowing, I will not be undone,I will not be un
rabbitinthemeadow:Reckless, nodding heads to the sunBellowing, I will not be undone,I will not be un
rabbitinthemeadow:The stirring of Aspen leavesAnd the wind, heavy with the sweetness of October aste
rabbitinthemeadow:Reckless, nodding heads to the sunBellowing, I will not be undone,I will not be un
rabbitinthemeadow:A voice, soft and sweet and low and familiar, beckons you beyond the pathDeeper in
rabbitinthemeadow:A fragrance delivered on the breeze, recalling memories as tender as blossoms // P
rabbitinthemeadow: The Wild Dogwood, and the black loam which teems, and the trembling boughs of Syc
rabbitinthemeadow: A voice, soft and sweet and low and familiar, beckons you beyond the pathDeeper i
rabbitinthemeadow: Oh the memory of these careless summer days will linger like sweetness on the ton
rabbitinthemeadow: Oh the memory of these careless summer days will linger like sweetness on the ton
rabbitinthemeadow:And oh, what a thrill to know the autumn, sweetly turningAs gentle winds carry the
rabbitinthemeadow:The delicate October light hangs, in that fragile and fleeting hour, through the b
rabbitinthemeadow:A fragrance delivered on the breeze, recalling memories as tender as blossoms // P
rabbitinthemeadow:At last, the choir of seasons, in holy, rapturous crescendoDevours the earth in gi
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