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Season's End

6/16/2012

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When there is nothing left to say
I will brush the cobwebs from my soul
this rusted dented old soul.
Unfurl it, let it catch the freshening breeze,
like a leaf waving goodbye to its season
gone to join its tribe on the last breath of autumn
waiting for the ground to break its fall.

rs

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ann link
5/28/2012 05:05:06 am

where's the "like" button on here, darnit?

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ron
5/28/2012 05:17:34 am

i don't know why it disappears sometimes. it can also take a while to load the icon...but thank you for the thought.

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