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November ushers in a depleted world - sunless days, starless nights, then sepia dawn, noonday skies stained like tarnished pearl. November ushers in a depleted world - the river in spate; then after the storm the last few leaves' slow bathetic swirl. November bequeaths us a dolorous world, sunless days, starless nights, a sepia dawn. |
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