Friday, June 19, 2020

The Wilted

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The fall, a blustery.
Bountiful browny days,
and the Deciduous Maple leaves over squashy cotton candy.
Dashing into the Soggy days, munching to pumpkins and howling Halloweens.
Over a page, and  a flaky novel
an apple pie savoring the odds of senseless cappuccino.
A comfy home, and a handful of love in the beds of fallen maple leaves.

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