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Autumn Sky
Across the autumn sky,
where the wind whispers a song,
A gentle wisp of a butterfly,
and suddenly it's gone.
Across the autumn sky,
the amber sunlight glows.
The leaves will soon die,
and fall when the wind blows.
Across the autumn sky,
in the darkest night,
the full autumn moon's orange glow,
will soon bring the coldest winter snow.
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