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Monday, August 17, 2009
Autumn Almost
Autumn, tucked between its more potent siblings, feisty Summer and formidable Winter, peeks out ever so benignly and shyly. You can almost hear him through the rustling leaves and feel his chilly touch, that it's almost lamentable. Almost, an expression reeking of regrets and veering towards the romantic, and indubitably its doppelganger.
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