"AUTUMN"

Walking on a lane covered with burnt-orange leaves,⠀⠀⠀

Looking high up to see the bare branches on trees. ⠀⠀⠀

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The autumn leaves make a rustle when stepped on. ⠀⠀⠀⠀

The chirping bird sings a meloncholic song. ⠀⠀

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The vibe of autumn may seem grievous and bland, ⠀⠀⠀

But, this saddening spell is the spring's melody;⠀⠀

Fall turns the oak trees gold by its magic-wand. ⠀⠀

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The hazel leaves of maple resemble a clover leaf;⠀⠀

A sign of good luck, a sign of arriving spring. ⠀⠀

After the stay of autumn; so brief.⠀⠀

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The leaves end their lives and dropout,⠀⠀

Giving new buds a chance to sprout! ⠀⠀

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Fall is the prelude of revival and rebirth,⠀⠀

Misty, gloomy days are proceeded by mirth.⠀