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Tea stained blotches Slowly spread across thick green leaves as July is pulled into August. Fat blackberries Are scattered into hedgerows of Cow parsley. Brambles reach out their forked Fingers and nettles swallow the pathways. I am looking forward to autumn When I am no longer in a busy emerald city But instead in cool quiet Trudging through golden bracken.

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Misser

Published: Jul 25, 2022
LinesWords: 1360

Notes: Looking forward to autumn
Tags: #nature #autumn #summer

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