fall again
im in my window sill wwtching the leaves change colour, watching my mother get the Christmas stuff from the attic. my sisters playing with their toys, i watch as a leaf dreamily fall past my window, and my rabbits chewing on carrots, we chang into our pyjamas, and warm up hot choclate, just to dwell in this window again, fall is here again.
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