yellowing

I had an Indian summer, deceptive lengthy lushness, I was lucky. But I feel my edges getting crunchy now, yellowing, my middle getting tissue thin. Late autumn came with a sudden cold snap, a breaking sound. In a snap, like a change of set more than season, youth feels gone today.

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