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In my autumn soul, the colors bleed

With feasting eyes, I silently plead

Let the crimson ignite the passion of day

Light up the skies, in a fiery display

With a golden palette, alive with the sun

Leaves sparkle emerald, until day is done

Orange does capture the last of the light

Ever reflecting, God’s beautiful sight

Immersed in the forest of changing ways

Tis here I wish, to live out my days



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