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ir·i·des·cence
the agglomeration of power which... gives them a certain iridescence of glamor and superiority. - Margaret Landon
it is autumn where i'm at right now. the trees look pretty. the temperature plummets, hurrying like the sunsets. night encroaches and swaths our emotions in black. yuck.
it's autumn around here. i'm wearing a *wool* vest over my *long sleeved* shirt. it's cold. we're robbed of an hour's daylight. disgusting.
yuck. not just one hour, three. it is 5 p.m. and already sunset. just last month this was 8 p.m. oh, hell. hell is soft golden in the sunset.
i cheat: the nonitalic words are mine, but the quote i got from here. 
