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Nov 2015
Swirling in the warm breeze
Leaves flashing orange and red, yellow and brown
Whispering air creeping up the buildings
Letting me know that it's autumn now
Tastes and scents, feelings and thoughts
Summer has passed and winter is yet to come
But for now the world is a colorful mess
When the sun has set and the day is done
I just remember this feeling
Autumn, in my bones, flowing through my hair
Autumn, the spiral of warmth in the cold
Autumn
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Ash Rose
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Ash Rose  20/F/nashville
(20/F/nashville)   
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