the late november sunset
                 is  stretching
 time                  reluctant
                               to leave the sky
 unashamedly makes her long shape
             more alluring
 wears flashing fuchsia that flirts with darkness
                                         does not want the beauty
                                          of       autumn
                                             to end
 isn't willing to bow to the cold
                               logic of december
 as three deer stand
 statuestill
 sensing
           loss of falling
           leaves
                    accepting the cold breath of winter
                                                 sifting distant snow
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