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it's like being reborn

"What I mean is, I wanted to live my life
but I didn't want to do what I had to do
to go on: which was: to go back."

A minute ago it was June. Now the weather is September. The crops are high, about to be cut, bright, golden.

November? unimaginable. Just a month away.

The days are still warm, the air in the shadows sharper. The nights are sooner, chillier, the light a little less each time.