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BEQUEST
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Early fall has passed; it’s November now. The air is noticeably colder, drawing the heat from my skin. With each breath I take, the moisture from my lungs rises in thick plumes before me.
winter sun readies
autumn sighs, bequeaths its gift
confetti garland
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