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Sep 2014
Summer brings such beauty and bliss
while the misty dew summer mornings and rain help sustain
Yet when dawn breaks near week eight
and beauty is nipped with the whip of autumn's foreplay,
The beauty holds strong to hang on to what's left
and the greenery screams til it's out of breath
and nature's carpet takes a blow to the chest
And the flowers that once stood tall.. fall.
Jay
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Jay  New York, NY
(New York, NY)   
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