Three-Six-Five

The Sun shone through the sumacs .  Rays reaching me from 97 million miles away, warming my body urging me to forget the coming neglect of winter.  Ever wonder the gas efficiency of photon, the speed of the seasons coming and going, the acceleration of our changing lives?

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