Autumn

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The chill reaches
Into my bones,
I shiver and pull on a coat.
Then,
I am too warm.
It changes constantly.
I hate it.

They fall
All around me,
Red,
Yellow,
Orange.
They dance in the wind,
And I am sent out to rake.
I hate it.

It lasts for three months,
September,
October,
November.
I am cold,
Then I am hot.
One day it snows,
The next it rains.
I hate it.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 07, 2023 ⏰

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