Autumn Reflections
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There's autumn in the air
Each rustle gives the leaf a palpitation
The wind is no longer a laugh
But the moan of impending fall
Whispering like a fortune teller
Trying to disguise doom
In undertone
The leaf clings on
Survives another night
The cold barbs of the wind
The stings of the unwanted change
But the wind is not to be defeated
Its assault is fiercer the next day
The ground is the ultimate goal.
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