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Crickets in November


The calendar stared at you with full knowledge and intent

Did you listen?

Temperature dropped a little ice for a few mornings

it appeared the calendar would once again,

prove right.

~(

)~

(in the stillness; darkness of night)

~

there sounded so defiant

my friend,

Cricket

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