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Aug 2016
But I can see the leaves fall --
Golden, red and brown.
The wind assists each leaf’s gentle descent
To the ground --
Wet from the midnight rain
Until dawn today
Before I walk among the leaves, crackling
And feel –
Ah, this could be autumn.
Bryan Amerila
Written by
Bryan Amerila  Makati City, Philippines
(Makati City, Philippines)   
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