Autumn

September 15, 2011
By Anonymous

I breathe in, sharp and crisp

Only now am I so awake so close to sleep

Never is the world so alive so close to death

New visions of old images

Bright leaves dancing in my eyes

I say a greeting and welcome goodbye.


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