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Long cold nights mark November's return, grey rains fall, wind walks in the bronze oak leaves.

Gladys Taber

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Gladys Taber
Age: 80 †
Born: 1899
Born: April 12
Died: 1980
Died: March 11
Author
Writer
Colorado Springs
Colorado
Gladys Bagg Taber
Long
Rain
Mark
Rains
Return
Bronze
Wind
Oaks
Cold
November
Walks
Nights
Fall
Grey
Night
Leaves

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