It’s November and slightly warm.
But there’s a gentle breeze;
the scent of fall dances into my nostrils.
A feeling of renewal,
a peaceful transition.
Death. But so tranquil and pleasant.
Transition
It’s November and slightly warm.
But there’s a gentle breeze;
the scent of fall dances into my nostrils.
A feeling of renewal,
a peaceful transition.
Death. But so tranquil and pleasant.
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