Warm Wind resonant voice ..
moving the dead leaves .. fragile life like a leaf that shines
shading ..
adorning the environment ..
and suddenly turn yellow ..
change the pan ..
oblivion tinged summer heat ..
the sun bends the wind blows .. ..
river runs through fields and comes and goes .. the city ..
spread dreams of autumn.
Logs are stacked waiting for the cold ..
high clouds forms whimsical pictures ..
anchored waiting for winter
to dye gray rain of the future ... ..
while waiting for the cooing of your lashes
in this silence ..
to spend my fall from your eyes ..
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