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Created on: September 26, 2008
Hear the wind blow through the trees
Smell the Autumn leaves
The color of Indigo blankets the sky
As planes glide by
I lift my head to view the stars
The Fall wind, I hear it howl
Whistling through my window pane
It begins to rain again, as yesterday
Beneath warm covers, I am at ease
I feel the breeze as curtains fall
to the floor
I am secure once more
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