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Whispers of autumn upon a sea of green 
Embers of a summer crack, snap and scratch 
Change is alive
Under heavy,  tired feet

Birds sing for the Summer's gone 
as rivers trickle in time to the songbirds rhyme
Streams whistle their melodious song
As autumn marches on

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◄ Memories of Summer

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