August 12th 2017

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drifting
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This evening’s sunset was earlier and the clouds loomed darkly. As if autumn were a child and the days her coloring book. She colors in the fringes, where we almost don’t notice, or notice in the smallest things.
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223 August 12th 2016 | bottlecap
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