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A Perfect Fall Day
There is not a cloud in the sky.
Well, that’s a lie.
But almost the truth,
Almost isn’t enough.
I can see a blue mountain across the valley.
The trees are salted different fall colors:
Yellow, green, red and orange.
The old, rusty, speed limit sign supports my weight.
I can smell.
Fall, that’s what I smell.
Mud, the crisp fresh air.
A perfect fall day.
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