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Oct 2017
Despite all,
loneliness is a downfall.
when leaves start to gather
at the tree’s trunks
and creamy clouds roll in

the pit begins to widen and
autumn will take
its course:
******* me dry once more
every year this time
like clockwork
Sea
Written by
Sea  United States
(United States)   
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   Kaylee
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