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Dec 2019
Walking through unknown autumn mist
thickened with deep silence
and a rain of gold and auburn leaves.
Dewey dreams suffuse woolen socks while
figures in the distance beckon me
and succumb to foggy demise before I can arrive.
Travis Kroeker
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Travis Kroeker  31/New York
(31/New York)   
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