The red leaves and the brisk air bring a calm to my soul a cloudy day makes me go out and play reminiscent of what I call home. The time before winter when I appreciate the most the main course I look forward to year round. Once the noises are all silent and no one makes a sound. I take that leap and drift through space an experience of all some call it losing your mind but I just call it fall.

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