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I’m walking through autumn
Over the dry leaves, I discover the time In their whispers, And the season In their falling... A breeze of wind arouses The voice of trees In perfect resonance With the melancholy Of my soul… A bold sunlight slinks, Throughout the withered Yellow-brown, Giving colors brilliance And life... It's a sensation of floating In an endless dream, A special world Veiled in mystery, Where every falling leave Tells in a rustle language, About human steps Through life, through time, through autumn….
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