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MAGNIFICENT NOVEMBER MORNING

the wind is up, around the trees. . . the rising sun illuminates the skittish leaves, which, now so loud around the trees, are rustling. . . The fuzzy wads stick to the eaves where nascent moths find rest, and … Continue reading

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