Orleans climb
hills painted with colours with the calming smell of the brisk autumn air strong beats playing with the car windows rolled down a mix of french and english, unique to this town spending fall days at the local pumpkin patch getting lost in the corn maze and in the winters, waiting for the most exciting event, the Santa Claus parade dreaming of leaving, yet too attached to let go my mother, in her sweet voice saying, "you are ready, you will go far" the sun beating down while it's still freezing cold a place of comfort, a place to learn release
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