i’m waking up and it’s dark in the morning, but once the sun gradually ascends there is only gold in my eyes. amber rays juxtaposed against the grey atmospheric autumn clouds. canary and citrine tree leaves holding tightly against the eager winds. autumn is a warming coat and an inviting corridor of mustard and maize, tempting the worst of winter to go ahead and plan. go ahead and plan, and while we’re here in this golden moment, we will smile dizzy with honey on our lips and cinnamon in our hearts. autumn is everlasting inebriation.
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