There is a time of year in the city when even before the first leafe falls,you can feel the season's click.The air is crisp,the summer is gone and for the first night in a long time,you need a blancket on your bed.It brings up other needs as well...
It was official...a new season had begun.Maybe our mistakes are what make our faith.Without them what would shape our lifes?Perhaps if we wouldn't fall off course,we would't fall inlove or have babies or be who we are.After all, seasons change,so do cities.People come into your life and people go,but it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart and if your very lucky a bus right away.
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