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Through the Park
Title: Through the Park (Verse 1)I walk with my coat, the wind whistles low,Autumn leaves float gently, in the evening’s glow.The path adorned with colors, as time drifts away,A rabbit meets my gaze, as if he had something to sayThe squirrels scamper, from branch to branch they play,In this quiet solitude, where the leaves drift…