![]() One more time, here for the duration, you will stick it out. The honkling chain gang of boastful geese overhead that are fleeing warmward-ho, chuckling over their big escape. You can see that the standing trees are all busy lighting themselves up ember-orange around the hemline, starting their ritual drama of slow self-immolation - oh, well, you see it all. Comes a day when summer finally gives in to the faintest freshet of chill and a slim new light and just like that, you’re gone.
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