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Suggested background music: August by Taylor Swift
Autumn
The leaves fall into places
Like the shattered glasses
Unexpectedly happened
As they are not intended
Brown is what I envision
Hot chocolate at the museum
Leaves still drop every second
Until the last leaf descend
They come back that's for certain
Waiting for the sun to regain
And they did it with no complain
Nor envy or feel pain
We are just like them I must say
Falling deeply on the ground helplessly
Yet we grow and become free
With that a new season begin— soon, we flee
- Marcella Vien
