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tiny twirling yellow leaf suspended in mid-air, you bring me down from my tirade about the all the ******* light from the neighborhood houses. when did so many become so scared? or just want to show off the house with stupid landscape lighting? leaving it on, all night, and all day. 3 deer stand up and leap off, disturbed by our tromping, bringing a smile to the eye. walking along, eyes cast down, head looks up, to find a still, little deer, looking back. magical and sweet chills rise up spine and heart swells with wonder. just for a moment, no artificial glare.
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
Lighting Tirade, Early in the new Day
tiny twirling yellow leaf suspended in mid-air, you bring me down from my tirade about the all the ******* light from the neighborhood houses. when did so many become so scared? or just want to show off the house with stupid landscape lighting? leaving it on, all night, and all day. 3 deer stand up and leap off, disturbed by our tromping, bringing a smile to the eye. walking along, eyes cast down, head looks up, to find a still, little deer, looking back. magical and sweet chills rise up spine and heart swells with wonder. just for a moment, no artificial glare.
Begging your pardon to any who do not care for the parlance of the street.
amiee
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
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