*The leaves
Twist gold and red
and drift like butterflies
to earth, settling on crisp, cooled ground
A shawl*
Sep 19, 2010
Sep 19, 2010 at 10:21 PM UTC
*The leaves
Twist gold and red
and drift like butterflies
to earth, settling on crisp, cooled ground
A shawl*
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