Twilight is trickling
between gnarled fingers of oak.
We should rake the leaves.
Ryan Stone
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Twilight is trickling
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So nice-thank you! I’m glad you’re here now, your comment just made my day 🙂
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Good to know that Ryan! ! 😊😊
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Time to change and sweep the past behind. Mmm.. like this a lot.
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