Dear September Ode

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Dear September
This is my ode to you
I know nothing is owe to you
Maybe we met before
Or maybe your new to me
Have I spoke your name.
Or is it exotic to me
I can't tell you anything but September this is my ode to you
Are you my ethnicity or are you different
Can yo read my mind
Or am I day dreaming
Dear September
This is my ode to you

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