This cold Autumn air clings to ground.
It dances among the trees,
causing leaves to turn brilliant colors and drop.
It coats the sky in a cloak of gray.
Stings at my toes ...
And with a delicious shiver, I breathe it in.
Pensare, "to think."
As our world continues to plummet into darkness, I encourage you to not only think hard but also think well.
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Pensare, "to think."
As our world continues to plummet into darkness, I encourage you to not only think hard but also think well.
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