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Autumn's amber hued Sunday afternoons are laced with regret for days gone to soon. Yellowed pages folded and faded, are the leaves underfoot, sweet and decaying. Now the fall moon will be waning blue, and so goes this life, a memory too.
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC
Nostalgia
Autumn's amber hued Sunday afternoons are laced with regret for days gone to soon. Yellowed pages folded and faded, are the leaves underfoot, sweet and decaying. Now the fall moon will be waning blue, and so goes this life, a memory too.
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC
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