Pale September
I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me
Like cotton on my skin
"Pale September", Fiona Apple
All misty morning as the month gently rolls in. 9 days to my birthday, and so far the weather is right on schedule.
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'
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