colours

this city, all clad in gold, under the transparent blues of october.

breathtaking, no less.

and yet – while i was in my room, writing, someone picked every other maple leaf, and now the maple is semi-bare.

and the time of appreciation has flown, like sand through my time.

mind-blowing, how the time passes.

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