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Mr. Wind chills my skin with it’s frozen breath.Goodbye Mr. Fall I will miss your fresh and colorful presence until you come visit next year.
one single golden leaf surfs the wave of winds from the tree to the autumn ground below Written by Robyn Hannah-Andy on 11-22-10
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