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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

peeking.


As I walk
and there I spy

you

Peeking through the green
You shyly tease us with your vibrancy

Crisp
Warm
Alive

Come to me now
Wrap me with your chill 
Bring with you the smells and feelings

That come with

Fall
 
A.A.

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