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A pile of rotten maple leaves looks like a granite mountain after the fluttering confusion of confetti-cut whirling snow but do you remember when your lemon-scented hair was plastered across the icy sleeve of my coat like the leaves around my porch?
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 9:22 AM UTC
Parity No12: Eroding Mountains
A pile of rotten maple leaves looks like a granite mountain after the fluttering confusion of confetti-cut whirling snow but do you remember when your lemon-scented hair was plastered across the icy sleeve of my coat like the leaves around my porch?
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 9:22 AM UTC
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