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Sep 2020
Transitioning
Early mist
Hugging distant
Mountains.
Colder now.
Earlier
Soft spring-warm rain
Released my smile.
And now
Bleak autumn-cold rain
Weeps with me
Shares my pain
For the while.
BSween
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