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Days that are slight in stature.
Winds that are colder with age.
Trees showing off shamelessly,
Darkness decends with a rage.
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Why does summer, seem to end so suddenly, but winter lingers?
As if the cold frost, has a memory, with its long icy fingers.
Summer ends, with s..
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Waist high under growth, that snagged clothes,leaving behind “stick tights”, in all sizes and shapes.Shoelaces, became thick like rope, wi..
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We made our Paper ships, to navigate without an ocean breeze.They floated down the hill, in the gutter, clogged, with sticks and leaves.Racing against..
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Life comes equipped, with rear-view mirrors.
We Try to ignore them, but they make things clearer.
Forever avoiding, that rearward glance.
Too..
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The days we shared brought happiness,
They were beautiful while they last.
When they end, it's a new beginning,
I will not live in the past.
Se..
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A warm, sticky evening, huge glowing moon.
Warm summer breeze, blowing the curtains
making ashes in the tray flutter around.
Cigarette glowing so..
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