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Oct 2013
Slowly but surely she crept in.
Her presence deemed imaginary until you truly stopped and stared.
Looking closer into the monotonous greens and browns.
Only to discover that the sea of green was metamorphosing into
its counterpart like it did each and every October.
Leaf by leaf, she made her presence known.
Seemingly saying, I am here.
I am the calm before the wintry storm
and the relief from the scorching summer season.
I am your favorite colors
and your realization of God's handy work.
I am, Autumn.
Delaney Marie
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Delaney Marie
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