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A Poem by Abstract90

The fresh autumn leaves

engulfing the ground,

The bright colors floating, hitting the ground.

The crisp colored air, along with the sounds-

feels like home- atleast for now.

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Drift on man... I love its subtlety, and how it whispers "everywhere is home"
Good stuff, great pace.

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Added on August 3, 2008