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Nov 2015
Autumn Leaves,
falling,
    drifting,
        sinking.
Letting themselves be carried by the wind.
Never bothered by the constant breeze,
making them wind,
                              swirl,
                      ­            and slowly collapse to the almost frozen ground.
(i.s.)
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   ---, Rapunzoll and Eiliv Advena
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