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-I fell for fall,and now she's ALL I ever think about

When Autumn
comes to town,
she'll dye the
tree's gowns

Yellow,Orange
Red,or Brown

We'll watch the moonglow
drift in a soft-white haze,
blanketing the ground
around our bonfire's blaze.
Written by Jamers_Mitchell
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