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Sep 2016
The leaves have changed faster than I expected them to.
Swirls of brown and yellow twisting through the void without care.
They dance and spiral around me.

I admire the complete freedom of nature.
I ponder her nature.
I am glad she is free to twist and turn and glide through life.
To me, she will always be the wind and leaves of autumn.
Stinging my cheeks, making my eyes water, but always fondly reminding me of beauty in life.

For the first time in a month,
I smile.

Fall has always been the time of change.
Ryan M Hall
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Ryan M Hall  23/M/Davis, CA
(23/M/Davis, CA)   
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