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Death as Beauty

The impressions of Fall blaze a great canvas staring down from a thousand feet, but only for a few last breezes before the crisp descent of the end. As the chlorophyll drains, the drying diffuses into firey red, yellow and orange like an explosion of Fruit Loops over an evergreen pitch.

1 Comment

  1. Anonymous

    Very Poignant – fruit loops are forever changed …

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