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NOW, IT'S EARLY

NOW, IT'S EARLY

Some people are waiting for something...

Feeling it's on the way...

Things happen in Mysterious ways...

Our Summer is someone's Winter...

Someone's Spring is someone's Fall...

Then it goes the other way...

Heaven knows no time...

How do we not expect something when we can't always keep up with time ourselves sometimes?

Praises goes up...

Blessings come down...

There may a Gift in a Tree...

Heard it in a Song?

Maybe, for something else...

It may come in January or February?

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sparrowsong

Hello popop...

LET'S GO!

Together we can move bigger Mountains than alone...

See anything awesome today?

WE HAVE PROOF...

Right?

It's been overcast and cloudy where I am today...

I saw some birds and falling leaves...

I thought someone was going to hit me...

That was interesting and I was wondering...

Is he or isn't he?

He didn't...

To get out the way I swerved but, I was at the Speed Limit...

It wouldn't be the first time...

I never think that the last time is the last time...

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

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