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Cold November

Gray skies and long goodbyes

Pale melancholy, a freshman’s folly

A lost pearl earring, Love disappearing

When youthful mistakes bring heartache

And harsh withdrawal, those midnight calls

No matter the pain you’ll take it again

For wounds that heal can scar with steel

No longer rattled, nor pawned like chattel

As separate ways end halcyon days

Red eyes, black heart, white hot, fresh start

The time that passes, through rose-coloured glasses

That awkward age of mint and sage

Is yet remembered, in cold November

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