A swirling breeze blows, across vacant spaces, where butterflies once , rode humid waves, on midsummer days . Those colorful wanderers, that once fluttered, across open fields, give way to multicolored wisps of falling change. Gone is the endless green, that hung in the air. Now brown and dry, are the colors of the day. […]
Life and death entwined. Dancing beneath the harvest moon, pumpkin red surrounded by a golden hue. Taking turns they leap and writhe, moving to the music of a disjointed tune. Making merry while the midnight chill rises, bringing forth a bone rattling sound that catches my ear as I lay restless in my bed. The […]
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