the washed-out sky in winter…
tea from used-up leaves…
like memories of summer…
things fade
and are replaced–John Stanfield
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the washed-out sky in winter…
tea from used-up leaves…
like memories of summer…
things fade
and are replaced–John Stanfield
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February 7, 2016 at 11:53 AM
Succinct and so beautifully nostalgic.
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February 7, 2016 at 12:02 PM
I thank you on behalf of the author. I love this one, too.
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