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Forecast
There are contentious clouds,crashing and colliding,but fortune falls from them,so I don’t mind.A terrible mistake becomes a tornado,but I’m off to Oz on the next house,with Ruby slippers and my prettiest dress,destined to forget,clean and tidy when the storm clears,with a clear conscience and a clear notification screen.October approaches,the leaves jump from their branches in…
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Breakfast In A Beautiful Place
Rain rockets from the sky,playing a pattern on the window,harmonising with the tick tock of the clock you insist we keep on the bedside table,despite the multitude of digital options dotted around the room. The dirge of yesterday is faint,unable to keep up with me and my adventures,watching from behind the wet window as I…
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Ever Present Changes
Flowers are fading as winter hangs in the air,hot chocolate in her hands and a smug smile on her face.Trees grasp to the last of their green glimmer,glittering lover’s tears trickling down the solid branches as another departure is dragged out,winter’s wicked grin towers grim over autumn’s last weeks,watching the earth wither and die.It’s okay.Everything…
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Forecast
The leaves are threatening to fall again, dreich days replace the summer haze that I barely noticed until it was all I needed, and then, suddenly, the sun was nowhere to be seen, and the leaves leapt from the trees. This does not bode well.
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Seasons Change
Orange trees, leaning against the horizon, days tire and go home sooner, our world famous rainy days have returned. I thought about the wasted summer, how I barely made friends with the sun, we were shy acquaintances, and now I can barely see her face. I drink hot chocolate, as the trees in my yard…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 