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painters paint the scenery,
yet never do achieve,
to match the beauty..
of the fall time leaves.
the poets write to capture,
what they see and feel;
but the words unjust,
and fall to short,
for the beauty of the leaves.
to watch and see the leaves change,
mere words nor paint describe...
the beauty that's before us...
the beauty of the leaves.
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the beauty of the leaves
the beauty of the leaves
