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Oct 2016
I've spent too many years trying to change the color of these streetlights to match that of my whimsy,
and I'd just as soon remain alone than to have you right here with me.

When an unseen breeze pushes these leaves to dance as shadows down my street,
I can't help from thinking:
This is beauty.
"Acceptance is usually more a matter of fatigue than anything else."
-- David Foster Wallace
Written by
JDK  33/M/U.S.
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