Siddartha's bright jade halo hangs in the cold sky this harvest's decline or perhaps a coat of moss warms the white bosom of Persephone as she tries...
After summer's red roses it's the grass that frost-shines bright even into the night Tourists walk the lit shop-front sidewalks seeking out sushi or...
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