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| OSU Stillwater, OK Feat. a stranger called Cole |
The n is silent
When the leaves are singin’
People are quieter
In whisper season
Pianos are being played
But they
don’t mind
Heat on the tongue
Spices demand attention
Coffee wears sleeves
Because cold’s pretension
Popular Cucurbita pepo
Because it is prettier
Smoke fills lungs
Bonfires perfume clothes
Cider’s fragrance crawls
In secrets fall enclose
The essence of nostalgia
And it is sweet
Cozy is familiar again
Leather pages read
Fluffy warm pillows
Thrown on trundle beds
Cuddle is acceptable
Yet over
due
Dust acknowledged
The vibrate leaves glow
Fabrics, textures, colors
Dress human chateaus
The vision of chills
For the
polaroids
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