A carpet of opal gemstones, a few scattered reds and browns; The emerald tree transforms its leaves, sighing heavily as it frowns. An icy wind whispers, a humming heard down the road; 'Tis the season of letting go, as nature takes off its load. ‡ ‡ ‡ There isn't room for old, one needs to […]
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