A light breeze sways the long limbs of the almost bear trees
As the last lingering leaves float past my face.
Oh, the trees so tall and lonely
'Tis the remaining days of fall on this cloudly november day.
Reason for writing:
the last days of fall are so defernt than all the others, and i needed to say somthing about it.
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