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And as summer leaves, 
Fall sings through the breeze. 
Flowers start to wilt 
As the world tilts. 
Even as it dies, 
Nature is beautiful in all eyes. 

The stars begin to realign,

Opening new doors,

As summer starts to resign.

With whispers of love anew,

Fall changes what we once knew.

Bringing us a new gentleness.

One made out of love,

Fell in love with a golden illusion. 

World veiled in a bronze light, 

Everything felt right. 

The warmth of sun kissing skin, 

The reassurance of night,