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September 18, 2009
under the cobalt blue sky i see leaves drained of life lying on asphalted roads brown, crackle when stepped on a sign that summer is about to depart (but why do they have to turn brown and sucked out of life?) signs are everywhere, bringing with them symbols that made me scour my head for meanings, meanings that sometimes could make sense only in dreams… the starlings have congregated and ready to depart to places that only God knows days become shorter and shorter as nights get longer and colder a transition in obedience to the natural order of things.