I woke up this morning to an amber world
It was thundering time, right before the storm
And outside it was gold, the world was gold.
Perhaps it was the reflection of the autumn leaves
I attribute it to the alchemy of my life.
The crows cawed during the entire storm
And the world silently rained back to itself.
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