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October 8, 2018

Leaves rustle gently in a crisp breeze. A low, golden sun soaks them in light. Everything shimmers in its haze. The cool air is breathed into me, and I can feel it circulating through my parts. On exhale it appears before me in a brief, white wisp. Then is gone. Piece of me dissipating into the ever expansive ether. The dark seeps in, and all is enveloped by the night.
 

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