on the run from northern palace
through the valleys, yellow breeze...
leaves magenta, story tellers
of October silent dreams
on the Autumn run, all southward,
silent hopes are coming through:
'happy summer, life goes onward'
by this moment seem so true
on the run from northern palace
through the valleys, yellow breeze...
autumn fate is silent fellows,
month has passed, God bless us...
peace.
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written 10/11 2001