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Ever-Present
Maybe you’re still here
Here in the fall breeze
The pink and gray mittens you bought me
Clutched but not worn
You're still here with me
The Ferrero Rocher you gifted me
Time and time again
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Wait a Little Longer, Moon
Sometimes, fall is “Ribs” by Lorde. It’s the Sun creeping through the sky, giving us a reason to cherish the moment. It’s gooey pecan pie dolloped with vanilla ice cream.