a new change

As the winter slowly approaches

The leaves keep falling

and winds steadily blow 

a new change 

not of a cold and frozen time 

but a time of warmth 

a season of dreams 

discovering fantasies 

and finding your place

finally knowing

you're here for a reason

you're where you belong

and that 

won't change

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