Autumn reds
After all the leaves have withered and fallen to the ground, the color of the red berries fill the sides of a dirt road. So easy to pick in comparison to the thorn-protected blackberries, yet so not edible.
Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.
So can you.
So can you.
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