That feeling of instant bliss,
The sensation of bittersweet frosty air circulating through your lungs.
A feeling you had forgotten, and somehow you always do until it hits you once again.
Out of all possible seasons, this one is your favourite.
It's brilliantly dull, clashing colours that engulf wind-brung leaves.
It's timeless, Autumn that is.
Breathe in the Fall.
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Poetrya small collection of poems that have described my best and worst days, enjoy.
