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I adore kicking through crisp crunchy leaves of gold, red and brown carpeting the damp ground Biting winds chill our bones pumpkin soup warms us and we’ll snuggle up by a blazing fire MERSE - Beauty Of Fall Poetry Contest Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury Syllable count 1,2,3,4,5,6 6,5,4,3,2,1 checked with how many syllables 09/10/21
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