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Autumn Girl
She sat on the steps, enjoying the brisk autumn air. It was the day before Halloween and the smell of cinnamon hung in the air. She knew she’d have to go in soon, but for now life was perfect.
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My Second Degree Connection With Michael Barbaro
“From The New York Times, I’m Michael Barbaro. This is ‘The Daily.’”
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Nothing Can Reach Me Here
Sometimes the drive home
is just too good to end.
The darkness envelops
the road ahead,
the road behind,
the fields of either side.
Nothing can reach me here. -
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