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Sep 27, 2006 15:21

all the smells of fall
swarm around like smoke,
crawling up brick chimneys,
aging with the ivy's growth

sweetness follows every falling leaf,
whose new found color perfumes the air
and crushed under foot, adds to the
sweet symphony of fall

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petersonbuddy October 7 2006, 05:33:56 UTC
Beautiful : )

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