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Describing Autumn
There are only so many shades of turning leaves,
so many berry-stained skies to describe
before the hues merge and burn through.
Only so many times I can wax poetic
on the waxed-wood sheen of horse chestnuts,
only so many sun-dappled apple depictions.
My lexicon trawls fall's lush colour spectrum
hoping to harvest new autumn-rich words.
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