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Old Sep 23, 2009, 1:47 AM   #8
bahadir
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I especially liked the picture of the pile of withered branches, the texture of which matches with that of the sky, while suggesting a contrariness of death and life against the thriving leaves...
Ah, if only the bright opening in the sky wasn't that central.

One might even remember the lines below:

''...The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere-
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year...''
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