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The inconsistent heartbeat of Autumn Awakens the spirit with rapture, Telling stories forever untold Of how her beauty has touched me. Her footsteps are the sound of the wind, Her breathe is the rustle of the leaves, With drawing spirits in her soft gaze And granting this man hints of life. With a soul of thoughts I'll remember That of an angel of beauty and being, Who teaches me truth by her embers, For every answer I need I will know.
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