Sunday, October 31, 2010


Late night, not even a single soul on the streets
I felt a cold breeze blowing from behind me
Looked back
Leaves falling in slow-motion
The coldness, the lonesome talk
It all made my eyes water
For a second there was just the darkness and me
But then
A sparkling orange-yellowish leaf fell right before my eyes
And it all gained colours
And there was no more sadness
Just the smile on my face

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