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Jan 2014
I can just smell the changing leaves

and the sleeping trees

I can feel the analogous color schemes in the air

Under a harvest moon trees become bare

Welcome autumn finally

And all the wonderful things you bring with it.
Quinn
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Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
(22/F/Purgatory)   
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