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Happy November everyone.

Submitted: November 05, 2018

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Submitted: November 05, 2018



Scorpio came with the gale.

And the trees were in motion with whispers,

Like with Arlen's young deviant sisters,

In that long ago tragic tale.


Scorpio came with the wind.

And dry leaves whirled in the sky,

And fell to the streets by and by,

From once more did they ascend.


Scorpio came with the breeze.

And light, and darkness, and death,

And things that might be in every breath,

In every wish given in threes.


Scorpio came with the rain.

And with it you went down the lane,

That year it came with the wind and the rain,

And I never did see you again.

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