100 and Under

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100 and Under — Fall Competition

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It’s autumn.

The count that is kept approaches a number exceeding the sum of my fingers.

The suit worn fits like it was put on 10 years into the future — last year it was 11.

There are sparkles of orange light, courtesy of the rising sun.

The sky transitions from coal to sapphire.

Icey dew melts to water to gas and then guesses. Before it wasn’t noticed.

Now consciousness has started to form like an addiction. Sudden, unwelcome, and forced.

This day has been repeated 8 times, once every ever so shorter year.

The many colors and emotions fade, turning less vibrant, but far more complex.