Thirty-Five Summers Left
Zach Hartley
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I count the leaves on the old oak tree It won't be long before autumn's call I have no brush, but I paint what I can And I've become what I am I break my fast on the year's first brisk morning Bathed by the air, I've got a secret that I can't share
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