

In The Core Of Autumnal BeautyThe skies are Turner’s joy tonight.In The Core Of Autumnal Beauty
I turn; I turn my music down, and move across the grass.
The mist, she seems to swirl as one, and gently set me down, until the meadow cracks beneath us, splitting shards of frozen glass.
Imprisoned now, we rise as one, a swathe of thickened air. I trace her pallid, wraithlike form, and move my trembling lips to hers. Within me, writhes her void, in mimicry of my despair.
And where is She? Oh She, who in the hold of some November chill, may usher warmth towards me, she has taken flight
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Alice came to a fork in the road...
"Which road do I take?"she asked.
"Where do you want to go?"responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know,"Alice answered.
Then said the cat,"it doesn't matter"
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Stick a fork in me, I'm done.
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Alice came to a fork in the road...
"Which road do I take?"she asked.
"Where do you want to go?"responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know,"Alice answered.
Then said the cat,"it doesn't matter"
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