in the dark morning
looking east toward the sun
rising over the rooftops
the maples and the elms
shaking off their leaves
like a garment of red and
gold
smoking in the garden
with a dog at my feet
in the dark morning
looking east toward the sun
rising over the rooftops
the maples and the elms
shaking off their leaves
like a garment of red and
gold
smoking in the garden
with a dog at my feet
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