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Autumn. Already I feel it coming
in the August winds,
in the September rains
torrential and crying
and a shiver crossed the earth
that now, naked and sad,
welcomes a lost sun...
Autumn. Already I feel it coming
in the August winds,
in the September rains
torrential and crying
and a shiver crossed the earth
that now, naked and sad,
welcomes a lost sun...
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