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A little bit of pixie dust

Lay scattered, on the ground

Magically, the trees would change

Their colors, quite profound

A mystical elfin treasure

Mother Nature put on land

She’d color the world in a beautiful way

Autumn, she said, must be grand!

But in order for this to happen

No color could this sprite contain

She must leave it behind in the forest

Until winter came calling again

It was only then she could reclaim

The beauty she left behind

Waiting for autumn to return once more

Was all that she had on her mind


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