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"sh-ow a-n-d t-ai-l" and no, it's not misspelled

cool brisk air nightly lullabies sang by the summer symphony leaves on the back porch evidence that the shift in season is upon us yet again fall’s agenda and rigorous routines will be here before know it so today,  I’m savoring the sweetness of summer reflecting on how time marches on and though there have…