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Yellow Leaves

I drove to the post office because it was raining, but when I left it had mostly stopped.

Driving back, my car was stopped at the light at Shoreline and El Camino. The wind picked up blowing a sea of yellow leaves around against a stark grey sky backdrop. I felt that if I had read more poetry I might’ve been able to better understand the significance.

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