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Every morning I open my eyes
aroma of autumn leaves
Cool crisp air fills my soul
I can't help but stare
each tree feels free in the wind
Reaching for my camera
I capture visions of autumn trees
Every afternoon , autumn trees
Change
Visions of colors slightly arrange
I take off my shoes, and walk
on the leaves
Oh how I feel the autumn trees
Each tree is free,
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