Branches gently sway
As the soft breeze passes by,
The blown leaves embrace
Softly, whispering goodbyes;
Falling, as I close my eyes.
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Autumn Shades
PoetryAutumn Among the transitional winds Of decline and melancholy, She silently bleeds In exhilarating beauty.
Fall out
Branches gently sway
As the soft breeze passes by,
The blown leaves embrace
Softly, whispering goodbyes;
Falling, as I close my eyes.
