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A METAPHOR

by joseph-sinclair

I took a walk through the park today. The leaves were gently dropping through the light and shade of an Indian summer. The warmth was quite unseasonal and that weird contrast between autumnal death and the arousing sunshine’s heat struck me with the strangest thought that that could almost be a metaphor for me.
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