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Oct 2018
walking through the forest
a chill in the breeze
inhaling the clear air
breathing with such ease

leaves turning gold, amber
autumn settling in
season of moonlit mist
set under my skin

eventually it ends
crystal flakes drifting lightly
carried by a winter gust
snow reflecting brightly

winter’s grip holds so strong
will it ever cease?
i wish for days of autumn
and winter’s release

-l.s.
ballad (ish)
leah snyder
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leah snyder  15/F/lost on phobos
(15/F/lost on phobos)   
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