Autumn
The eruption, an autumnal blaze: yellow, red, and orange flames,
A reminder of the beauty of nature, the fragility
Of life, the mortal function of death, in
conjunction to rebirth, beyond preservation, the sensation
Of time, slipping away before our
Eyes, in a flurry of
Colors, showing us the
Beauty in endings
Hope in
Beginnings.
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