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autumn leaves

Autumn,
with velvet gown,
dances through the night
turning the earth white
with crystallized dreams.
Walking upon a
carpet of gold,
the air crisps
at the swirling of her
auburn hair.
Nostrils flare and
the scent of smoke
and impending death
permeate the landscape.
At dawn, she lays
to rest.
And frigid winter
arises.

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