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  • Darthvader
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    Thanks so much, grant!!

  • grant hayes
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    Richly imagined and crisply worded, Darthvader. Really lovely!

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  • Darthvader
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    That means a lot, AtL, thank you

  • Darthvader
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    Thanks so much, Bobby!

  • AlexandratheLate
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    I agree with Bobby, Darth. Wonderfully pictured.

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  • Bobby Del Boy
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    The leaves may die but this poem radiates. A great depiction of the seasonal turn. Nice, Darth!

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  • Darthvader
    started a topic Dead Leaves

    Dead Leaves

    The world is dying,
    small corpses fall.
    The skies blow red,
    cold turns them all.
    A silent secret,
    hot remorse一
    orange and gold,
    that crispy corpse.

    Whistles hum
    a last goodbye;
    wind while raving
    comes to fly.
    Cold it comes
    but welcome beat,
    winter’s lost
    in this soft heat.
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