Days like These
It's on days like these
days when you can see your breath
as the warmth exits your body
and hits the cold autumn air
On days like these
when the clouds stretch from horizon to horizon
and the sun is but a memory
a distant ball of gas that has no play on today
I don't know where I was going with this one and thus don't know how to end it. What happens on days like these? I have no idea. Oh well. Peace out.
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