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Oct 2014
There are
A lot more leaves
Than there were yesterday

Seems the fall
Doesn't want to hold back...
Around this time of year we see the color and cold changes. You call it autumn... I call it dread.
Madzq
Written by
Madzq  Nowhere, Maine
(Nowhere, Maine)   
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     Tonya Maria
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