Ombolec Black is not dark when laced with light clouds make shadows – mists sway over high-lit hills, But nothing ...
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Farewell to Autumn Mist hung heavy on the haw as autumn’s gate gathered pace heady days of harvest finished insects ...
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Reflections! Lacy Frost Frosty breath of gods paints tops of hedges white sugars trees on hills deeper white in ditch ...
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The Moon Wakes! What whim swore that the moon would meander on roll along in infinite space til it tired ...
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