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Autumn Comes to End
The season of autumn cries it's last call,
the last of the autumn leaves fall.
A morning mist of dew covers the ground,
a woodpecker pecking echoes it's sound.
A new season will soon begin,
that will be the last of the autumn wind.
Winter soon knocks at the door,
sparrows singing we hear no more.
The dawn paints an amber sky,
and autumn is dominated by,
the cold winter wind's freezing cry.
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