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Autumn is here, with its reddish tint,
Falling leaves and blowing wind,
It came abruptly, overnight,
Revealed itself in all its might.
And now, the rain is pouring on the ground
With a rather dark and melancholic sound.
Thus, I decided to take a walk in the park,
For the florid glory of its autumn mark,
As I walked along, I saw a cloverleaf,
Which is famous for the old belief
That it brings a stoke of luck to whom
Picks it up and hides it in their room.
Why would I find it? Was it for an insight?
It really set up a sense of delight
Deep down, in the roots of my soul.
Suddenly it scattered all my foul.
I felt secure, ready to venture
In an unknown and risky adventure.
To seek out for chances, to follow my dreams,
To launch out on journeys by all needed means,
To be brave and steady, just like the wind
That never stops blowing and spreading the tint
Of the allegedly gloomy yet colorful fall.

If the wind can outshine, †so can I and I shall.
Written by AaronBraveHeart
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