this is how old i am.

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autumn is slowly creeping into the forests....

cadmium yellow and gold deep and red oxide

are colouring the leaves of the birches and cottonwoods and willows. 

a feeling overcame me -- a thought pushed through my mind --

with this being my second year of la retraite --

i feel i have just recently been born. 
i sleep when twilight falls and i am wakeful and active with daylight. 

i look around me and see things for the first time. 

i am just a young soul. 

i am two years old. 

life feels fresh and new. 

every day i wake 

and i see the seasons change right before my eyes....

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it's a good life. 

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