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Autumn

autumn sky patches of twilight in the falling leaf autumn dawn mother serves white rice on an almond leaf autumn dawn she sees a white hair in my mustache autumn listening deep to my inner voice on a stone bench mother fingers her wrinkles autumn loneliness

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