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Nov 9
Atmosphere
Leaves blow in a northward wind
Directions of smell
Loud ground effects
Long light cloudy rain
Red orange and meringue
Dancing needles and leaves
Wind that dries the cheeks
Decay and a mingle of vibrancy
Brittle leaves crackle and chatter
Pushed
Why am I in this place?

Why do gusts answer,
Soundless questions only for me,
A conversation
Written by
Philip Salt  40/M/Canada
(40/M/Canada)   
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