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Fall Walk

Wish we were walking hand in hand down a path strewn with orange, yellow and red fall leaves...

Walking together under a florescent canopy, broken here and there with bright morning sunlight.

Every time we would come to a sunlit spot, we would pause, and I would take you in my arms and kiss you passionately...

Then I would look deep into your eyes, and with a smile, take your hand once again and walk, together, to the next sun dappled opportunity

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