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In the whirlwind of time when leaves weave their copper cloak over my wandering soul
In the whirlwind of time when leaves weave their copper cloak over my wandering soul, I let myself be carried by the wild dance of the forest whispering the tale of a rusted season, While my hair becomes a nest for autumn dreams falling in an infinite rhythm, And I run through the carpet of gold and purple, with a soul polished and refined by joy. With cheeks scratched by the harsh kisses of leaves departing branches in a dance, I transform into a spirit of the forest, proclaiming freedom in an ecstatic balance, While the wind steals my words and scatters them through the dense autumn air, And I become one with every whisper of nature telling its story in a final dance. Beneath the sky's arches shedding tears of light through the aging foliage, I run barefoot through time flowing like molten, undefined amber, As my laughter intertwines with the rustling leaves in an endless incantation, And my soul dances with autumn's shadows in an ancient, inherited ritual. Oh, autumn, queen of melancholy with golden lips kissing the sleeping earth, Adorning the world with jewelry of leaves and pouring into my soul an unquenchable longing, As I run through your cathedrals of trees, overwhelmed by a spirit of joy, Until I myself become a leaf carried by the wind, in a never-ending dance...
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