Waiting Game
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On a golden autumn day returning
There must be reason for all this inaction
I am the observer who is observing
There is a presence deep within you
I am the observer who is observing
There is a presence deep within you
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On a golden autumn day returning
There must be reason for all this inaction
I am the observer who is observing
There is a presence deep within you
I am the observer who is observing
There is a presence deep within you
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