there is a feeling of familiarity
yet there is a feeling of strangeness,
it's like it's desolate, yet it's not,
I observe,I wait,
yet I can feel that time is moving swiftly,yet subtly,
the way clouds move before you see rain,
and you remember that you smelled the smell of rain,
so I also smell the smell of familiarity,
the smell of November!
©Virginia W
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