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  • The leaves are wasting themselves
    Drifting together to die
    Beautifully in brown and gold;
    Desiccated rockers learning to fly
    While summer is yesterday’s maid.
    All her promises she’d disavow
    And kneel before resurgent winter,
    Tasting frozen triumph upon his brow.
    Summer doesn't believe in falling in love
    But tripping? Tripping enthralls.
    Temperatures drift and footing slips
    And at the end you're left with a fall.
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