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Sep 2020
No one knows the leaves
That flow upon the breezes
More than me or her
In gentle touches
Mid glance amore
The turning loose floating
Above nothing else mattering
Anymore
That colored rush the turning
From green to rust
The flutter of a heart
Freefalling down gravity tugs
Together entwined
From heights of pleasures
Into lawn forever beds
wordvango
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