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I am remembering -- laying here, my eyes closed, my skull resting on the wooden floor by gravity's demand -- the golden reflections of an autumn day, illuminated within the leaves of death. The leaves of dormant flowers, sleeping animals, cloudy skies obstructing the warm grasp of a sun that will surely lead to our demise. But mostly, the leaves of rebirth.
Autumn Leaves.
ladylia added this comment 2008-02-27 16:01:38-06:00
Great glog like always
ladylia added this comment 2008-02-27 16:01:38-06:00
Great glog like always