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Livingston Rossmoor

Never Alone
No matter, I am coming to you.
You may notice nothing,
no voice to wake you up.
I am coming quietly.
Last year, I did not see you.
Where were you?
This year, you finally pay attention.
Every bud, every new leaf,
every color.
I am coming,
changing not your world,
just to show you my new dresses:
soft pink, rosy-red, honey yellow,
golden orange, mustard brown, magenta purple…
Never alone you are, never.
I dress up for you every year.
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