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It rushes and swirls Chills my cheeks through; Pushes through my curls And sends shivers down my spine It picks up the beautiful autumn leaves And scatters them around As walk I hear the crunching What a glorious sound.

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16 / Gluttony, Hell

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16 / Gluttony, Hell

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Oct 24, 2025

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Notes: It's finally getting chilly down here, that inspired me to write this poem. Enjoy! -RH
Tags: #autumn #fall #wind #sound #crunch

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