
Once green and full upon the trees,
leaves now fall amidst a breeze.
The Season's change takes our breath,
to Winter's door and Summer's death.

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Once green and full upon the trees, leaves now fall amidst a breeze. The Season's change takes our breath, to Winter's door and Summer's death.
Author notesphoto by daviscth A contest entry
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