written 11/19/04
wrapped in the peace of a brisk afternoon
strides match the rhythm of a smooth melody
her quiet joy prevails against the piercing chill
every sense magnified
as the scent of autumn is haphazardly whispered
prompting a relentless desire for self-induced isolation
retreat from obligation
remembered I wrote this way back when and felt the same sentiments come rolling in on this gorgeous day.
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