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“Let’s go for a walk” You say.
“What is the forecast?” I ask.
“October love”.
The park is quiet,
it smells like mist,
You pick a rock,
a feather, and a leaf
Gazing at trees,
your arm stretched behind
“We are invited
to a mysterious party
Of mushrooms and tea.”
“What shall we bring?”
Andreea Garden Oct. 2015
