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We three sat in the small noises of a quiet tea

The long silent swathes of crossing the country of my summer memories were a balm to my knotted soul.

Standing in the end of October

It looked to be the hardest thing she had ever done.

I wasn’t prepared for the haunting familiarity. For the road to remember me.

I could scarcely delineate him from the day at all

My feelings for October are fierce

Echo

There was a prick on the back of my neck, like a whisper of some golden age

I expect you want tea, now that you’ve driven my curiosity a country mile and abandoned it on the side of the road?