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They fall in sunset orange blood redmustard yellow
Flare like a fresh fire burning through the forest meadow

Beauty slowly dying away 
But to return again someday

Bursting colours in the autumn leaves
Soon comes winter and autumn sure to leave

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A little bit of my poetry, hope you like. 
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