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2d
the alchemy
of autumn

tips the colored air
lisps crispy bits

of leaves
listing light

mixes rust
with gold

what hand guides the moonstone?
what hand stirs night’s perfect surface?

why do we always hunger
for the furthest star?
Michael Sean Maloney
Written by
Michael Sean Maloney  60/M/Japan
(60/M/Japan)   
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