October whispers goodbye as cold, dark hands wrench it away. It is long gone, in the claws of winter. But in two days, the night will stretch as far as it can, on it’s tippy toes so that Halloween night lasts till dawn. What with chocolate, hard candies, mints, and pastries, our stomach aches will keep us up half the night anyhow. Halloween breathes down my neck, icy cold and yet warm and soothing. It’s looks say “Stay out!” but it’s voice says “Come in.” Now I will blink a few times and November will be here. Only a few leaves left. Which will be the last one standing?
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