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SEPTEMBER
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Falling leaves, you were small buds.
Now, you fall to kiss the ground.
What kind Spring used as green studs
With no mercy Autumn browned.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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Falling leaves, you were small buds.
Now, you fall to kiss the ground.
What kind Spring used as green studs
With no mercy Autumn browned.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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