A Waste of Color
The darkness shatters with an array of color. Brilliant
reds, oranges and yellows reaching out of the torches to
lick the blackness off the trees. Animals running to
escape searing messages from people who have since
hidden away. Another few thousand acres destroyed
because the dried Autumn leaves were used as an
ashtray for a passing motorist.
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