October 18, 2011
The fast-paced rush.
Sweet breeze
Rustling through spearmint leaves
Tousling my Twizzler-red hair
Blowing my Three Musketeers costume
In chocolatey pools around me.
I feel like floating
Up to the witches
That shriek and scream
With candy corn teeth.
I sigh and breathe in 
The velvety Halloween night.

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