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Autumn



I sit on cold grass
Watching the blue purplish sky
Wind blowing my hair.

Trees looking naked
Orange, brown, red, yellow leaves
Fall and are blown off.

I love the cold wind
Hitting upon my warm cheeks
Turning them bright red. 

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