Unemcumbered Go I

Change falls from pockets, upside down

But slowly moves through the threads of moments past

Gentle breezes follow, providing nudges forward from behind

A refreshing encounter, a history of gale winds in the opposite direction

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Autumn leaves fall, oranges and reds whirl to a silent melody

Creating a familiar scent without words to describe

Muted to the ears, but not the touch

Layers shed, unencumbered go I

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