Golden sunlight bounces off the trees While shimmering the outline of autumn leaves Wavering in the wind of an oncoming breeze Whispers of autumn. In the darkness, she crouches behind A disheartened fairy avoiding the changes of time Straying away she choses to be blind Whispers of autumn. Leaving behind color for a dismal world She remains hidden, forever curled While things transcend into a new world Whispers of autumn.Birth sign: Pisces
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