Autumn caught me napping,
Taking her for granted,
Woke me rudely tonight
To sip the stars and matter,
To feel the flaw of no,
To taste the sweet of yes
Sleep came slow and happy
Autumn taught me thanking
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Sunday, August 26, 2007
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