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Sanguine Autumn
I sat against the old oak tree at Summer’s End,
To observe nothing short of majesty.
Where the blue birds and swallows bellowed high
Scattering their plumage to the lamenting earth.
Decaying leaves of solemn memories compiled
Rot and wither away,
Forgotten.
I saw the old woman swatting with her cane
Hoping to return what she left behind.
Soon, she’d be the same as those leaves; to wallow
Away into the sanguine autumn
But soon wasn’t enough for her bedraggled old locks.
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