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Autumn Mall Musing

by April Ardis Anderson
I am empty of words
And lacking song.
Cold tempers my fair skin
And blue sky polishes it.
The cement is harsh on the foot
And imprisons the soil beneath
Were this scene not so oddly perfect
I'd shatter its fabric
With a human shiver.

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