Month Eleven's Thrill-- Infinitians
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Numb… yet month's spell brings thrill of frost
On dyed road, bronze leaves, flesh as
Veiled star tints pale elm. Oh,
Eve… a low pitch hymn
Marks homes’ calm to
Bear grace while
Earth spills
Runes.
Charlotte J Puddifoot's Contest
Infinite Infinitians
10/11/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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