The fall leaves begin to descend.
The wind picks up speed ever so slightly.
I hear crickets chirping.
There is a chill to my body.
Nature is working in perfect harmony,
Like it is telling the world to change.
The wind picks up speed ever so slightly.
I hear crickets chirping.
There is a chill to my body.
Nature is working in perfect harmony,
Like it is telling the world to change.
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