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Oct 2016
eerie music of the night
creeps rustling through
the falling leaves whistling
the rhythm of the wind

each brittle branch is
tat-tat-tat-tattering a
beat flowing against the
tossed confetti of leaves

natures natural music
is sung every night
but once a year in October
Halloween holds its concert
Lady Bird
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Lady Bird  Cisgender Female/Virginia
(Cisgender Female/Virginia)   
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