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Sep 2016
The sun sets early on the eve of fall
The shadows seem longer then long
Cool winds whisper, tuck us in at night
The leaves grip loosens from branches
Flutter silently at nite in unrehearsed dances
In the morning, create a colorful site
The mind wanders to hybernation mode
Winter will come soon, to tame the soul
And blanket the land in ****** white
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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