the ballad of Autumn Penelope
she collapses onto her back, making snow angels where snow had yet to fall wearing a scarf and bonnet with a bow, this maiden is still without gall...fall en
yesternight, full moon rocked
this night’s show, autumnal equinox
day and night are equal, again
yin and yang and us akin
spring, I fell forward
but now I just Fall in.…
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