XXVA Chapter by Tkess
the
circling mountains
lost beneath autumn leaves like a thousand broken bottles. green and brown and red, like multicolored confetti of some forgotten parade.
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TkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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