In the hush of autumn's breeze,
Where gold and russet softly tease,
The leaves let go in whispered grace,
And twirl in dance through time and space.
The sun dips low, a gentle fire,
Its warmth a fleeting, sweet desire,
As twilight's cloak begins to spread,
A quilt of night with stars widespread.
The cool, crisp air, a fleeting kiss,
Brings memories of moments missed,
Each crackling step, each rustling sound,
Echoes of a world unbound.
In the heart of fall, where shadows play,
The past and present gently sway,
And in the quiet, still and clear,
The whispers of autumn draw near.
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