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I lay in a pool of dry Dead Leaves looking at the beautiful cloudless sky speckled with vibrant Reds yellows and oranges. 
I smell the decay of the leaves around me.
I hear the soft crunch of every movement around me.
I feel the light kisses on my cheeks from the brisk wind of late evening. 
My body aches and my lungs are weak feeling like pins and needles with every sharp breath of the cold air I take. 
Autumn afternoons are perfect for a run but tonight is fast approaching the temperatures will plummet making it perfect for roaring warm fire.