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Red as the crimson, in the trees

In a dress she wears, so grand

The ghost of autumn, unveils herself

As leaves that fall upon land

She scatters her earthly presence

Throughout the forests, serene

And leaves behind a masterpiece

No imagination has ever seen

She blends as one with nature

Tis her time to shine, it’s true

The spirit of seasons changing

She’s the colors of the world, anew

 

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