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Life is starting to have that bittersweet autumn feel, like you can almost taste the minty end in the air.
It seems like things are slowing down and order will rule the days, till another break of sunshine hits the path and the world lights up yellow and orange and warm and beautiful.
Like halloween, when you're too old to be trick or treating, but you do it anyway, just for the candy.
It's a requiem, a gentle rememberance of the past and a flutter of quiet anticipation for things to come.
So, the next act can finally begin, clearing the way of old, broken toys and forgotten childhood freinds.
It seems like things are slowing down and order will rule the days, till another break of sunshine hits the path and the world lights up yellow and orange and warm and beautiful.
Like halloween, when you're too old to be trick or treating, but you do it anyway, just for the candy.
It's a requiem, a gentle rememberance of the past and a flutter of quiet anticipation for things to come.
So, the next act can finally begin, clearing the way of old, broken toys and forgotten childhood freinds.