5/14/20

Leaving The Cool


Of all things.
A simple note.
Uncomplicated.

Commaless.
Intentionally bolded.
Up a font.

Clarity of days.
Those raining nights.
Leaving the cool.

Taste of nostalgia.
No arguing with myself.
Settled in the valley.

Noisy wind.
Water ripples.
Fresh reflections.

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