Like leafs and raindrops that fall from melancholic trees and ended summer afternoon skys
The ephemeral as never been quite so beautiful and yet the colors could not be more obvious.
Golds, yellows, browns and, if one is lucky, tads of red.
The need to hug someone just to keep yourself warm or to warm your heart
Making the broken in two glued together in pastiche
Long live nature and her need to change clothes now and again
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