The chill in the air
A season like no other
Except our senses
Are not yet convinced
Memory is intertwined
With wishful thinking
Maybe we are dust
Playing in the atmosphere
For others to find
If so then they are
Checking items off a list
More and more absurd
The further they go in time
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