November’s song

it was the grey scarf

found its way to a park bench

blowing in the wind

resigned to its fate

bid farewell to its purpose

cherished at one time

summoning the sun

hidden smiles bathing in light

the world reunites

challenging omens

existence reimagined

it was the grey scarf

blowing in the wind

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