poetry
this morning i was laying in bed so peacefully, with light streaming in and the sounds of fall outside the window. i was inspired to write a poem. and BOY DID I EVER.
“#2. Crunching leaves.
Crunch. Crunchcrunch. CRUNCHCRUNCH!!!!!crunch.CRUUUUUNCH. crunch crunch. CRU———nch. crunch. CRUNCH!! crunchcrunchcrunchcrunch.”
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