Autumn

The cold forces its way though my jumper and goosebumps appear on my arms. The cluster of clouds lets loose a berst of rain,hitting my face with small gentle strokes. Leaves fall like confetti crunching under foot. Wind whips my hair into face preventing my site,the Anzac flag weakly trys to get attention from the watching world.

By Minnie ☁️

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