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place of September Colors
the thicket had an orange glow this morning I wondered if a hunter was standing there my dog and I approached but the dog ran off chasing rabbits, most probably I am glad to say he has never caught one the glow was a vibrating portal it drew me in like a mosquito to a human ear I could not stop myself; I dove through it found myself in another dimension “she came!” someone said. There was cheering. They had a parade for me. I was their honored guest. Some of them put me on their shoulders. They showed me off and marched me through the streets. The bricks were triangle-shaped, and glistening gold. houses were made from autumn trees. The entire place was full of September colors. Golds, reds, oranges, a few pops of browns. Fruits and vegetables lined the streets. They too were in harvest shades. Where was this place? Did it have a name? I never knew, and I never found it again. But I felt beloved and joyful here, and I always wanted to come back.
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