That’s It

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There is a shifting of air
Breathing in flavors sweeter on tongue than the sour aftertaste of yesterday
An enveloping heaviness weighs down any reason to move
A comfortable cocoon for this state of mind
Where the truest thinking of thoughts occurs
Getting lost in moments of fleeting deafness
And that’s it.

I am grateful the changing of the seasons ❤

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