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autumn, you arrive with a grace so profound, a symphony of colors rising from the ground. you teach us to let go with a dance so free, to release the past, like leaves from a tree.

Autumn, you’re the quiet guest who settles in the corner, pulling the warmth of summer close to your chest, until it’s just a memory, like the way a song lingers in the back of our minds, softly echoing.

Hey Autumn, old friend, I’ve missed your gentle sway, with leaves like whispers in the fading light of day. Your cloak’s a patchwork quilt of amber’s sweet embrace, and I wonder if you dance beneath the moon’s soft lace. 

Autumn unfolds with a whispering waltz, a soft, soothing symphony of hues and sounds. The air, crisp and clear, carries the tender echoes of summer’s end, a delicate dance of warmth and chill.