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Deep summer heat, A leaf begins to **** The green color From its edges, leaving a chapped                  tip. Moments pass Slowly, the leaf is full Of a winter colored crack that splinters on the surface Just enough to reach the stem. Cooler winds blow, The leaf wanes Until the last of its hydration Has evaporated. This tree’s feather Floats haltingly down,
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Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 12:49 AM UTC
Autumn in Marin
Deep summer heat, A leaf begins to **** The green color From its edges, leaving a chapped                  tip. Moments pass Slowly, the leaf is full Of a winter colored crack that splinters on the surface Just enough to reach the stem. Cooler winds blow, The leaf wanes Until the last of its hydration Has evaporated. This tree’s feather Floats haltingly down,
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Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 12:49 AM UTC
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