Each year repeats the same sad tale:
I'm ready now for dwindling days
for somber rain and freezing nights.
November wholesales lots of night
but sun is stingily retailed,
a few drops every truncate day.
The Ouroboros loop of day
has dimmed down to three-quarters night
as dark mouth swallows golden tail.
We tally winter days and nights.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
November Tritina
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