aetherisI’m aware enough of how edgy it must sound when I talk about the changing colors and falling of the leaves destroying me. even if I know the revival of spring will come, eventually, I cannot stand to witness all this decay. it spreads to me. the trees all look as vulnerable as november feels. this month has always fallen lowest on my list of the twelve. I’d like to sleep through it.
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