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Honor End of Summer Days With This Poem

The wheel keeps spinning, and time passes on infinitely, weaving the story of our lives with an endless ball of memory yarn. The seasons change, and the change is welcome. Let us take this poem as a moment of gratitude towards the new crops that will come with fall and the memories we collected during spring and summer. Enjoy! 

"Summer Time" by William Wilson
 

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