Nothing special and yet

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The reds and golds on brilliant display

The sky ablaze with little disdain

The untiring whirling of the earth

The sun lays down for the moon again

Fill my cup with old wine and silence

Mark this day so I won’t ever forget

Hopes and dreams and laughter

No, today is nothing special, and yet…

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