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No color to blend with the bright autumn leaves

Endlessly drifting, they move with the breeze

Carefree and easy, they float like the clouds

Playfully dancing about, through the boughs

Of life’s changing seasons, before colors do fade

This time of year, when they blend with the shade

Then slip away, like a specter, against skies of blue

Humming their melody, one we all must construe

Spirits of autumn, through the trees, they thrum

Then vanish from view, until next year comes

 

 

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