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Gold and brown and red, I long for the colors of fall; for the nip of the wind at my nose, and the crispness I feel when I take a breath in. I have a hankering to stare out across those golden fields, as the grass takes a long-awaited vacation. I long to gaze into the night-time sky, searching for the hunter as he raises that silver bow, scouting out his prey: Ursa Major. I desire crackling campfires, sweet treats, and nights spent keeping good company. I want to be illuminated in that effervescent light, hot to the touch, but soft to my skin. I long for Autumn to return again. -A. I. Myles o2 June, 2019
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Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
Autumn
Gold and brown and red, I long for the colors of fall; for the nip of the wind at my nose, and the crispness I feel when I take a breath in. I have a hankering to stare out across those golden fields, as the grass takes a long-awaited vacation. I long to gaze into the night-time sky, searching for the hunter as he raises that silver bow, scouting out his prey: Ursa Major. I desire crackling campfires, sweet treats, and nights spent keeping good company. I want to be illuminated in that effervescent light, hot to the touch, but soft to my skin. I long for Autumn to return again. -A. I. Myles o2 June, 2019
Autumn is my favorite time of year. Who else enjoys it as much as I do?
#autumn#fall#seasons#season#fire#leaves#relaxing#stars#stargazing#nature
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Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
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