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| The chill of fall is in the air, But bundled up I will not care. The days are shorter, it is true, But in truth my cares are few. I'll move around to beat the chill And give each day its honest fill. The seasons change and so do we! At times it's quite perceptibly. But we can keep our sunny smile And radiate God's love in style. | ||
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