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Autumn

Clouded beneath cloudless skies
No grand designs or erotic inclines
Drawn between the branches of spires
An echo of a song
A canopy of whispers to lead you on
Through a sun dappled shadows trail
To rivers hung in the mornings sun
An esoteric joy to simply be
Amongst the first of falling Autumn’s leaves
And all the reason I now recall
It is by connection we build projection
And where to place our feet to fall
Written by Fiftysevenhours
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Author's Note
Being in the presence of nature. (This is the first time doing a poem in this format)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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