Nov 2015
I'll be fall and you'll be the change.
A cold wind for you to rearrange.
Raked in pile, colored by time you are.
Flying in the wind from your origin root by fare.
-k.w.
A cold wind for you to rearrange.
Raked in pile, colored by time you are.
Flying in the wind from your origin root by fare.
-k.w.
I do not authorize my writings, photography, or any personal information. -k.w.
(West Virginia)
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