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Fall
On the last day of fall,
Laying on the bed of flowers,
Curled into the warmth of the beds.
Sharing their perspective,
On the beauty under the petals.
Enjoying the upper view before,
Now under the flower's edges,
Pastels lightly shaded from below.
The odor of dirt and sweet scents curl around my head.
Lifting senses to another way of seeing the last fall day.
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Kim Stone
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