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Isa makes her way to France. |
| A Walk In The Park Just Before Dark I walk through the park The hour before dark Up high a rainbow coloured sky This beauty I see with my naked eye The stillness of the trees far and beyond Their reflections rest on a golden pond There's only the sound of the birds in song And I savour this moment before it's gone As I walk through the park In the golden hour just before dark. |