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May 2015
all I see are dead leaves
falling to the floor
piled in the corners
their sticking to my rake
it’s kind of overwhelming
I can’t really focus
when all these leaves are here
I wish I could switch gears
to get rid of all this fear
Colleen Harrington
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Colleen Harrington  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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