Thursday, 21 October 2010


One last time, in the grandest of splendor,
ablaze in a riot of golden yellow trimmings,
deep reds and greens at the core.

A testimony of grandeur, a memory meant to last.
For when the gold and red is shed,
and all is bared, stripped naked and exposed.
Remember, this is not all. There will be more.

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