Autumn Breeze
silent breeze, with swift precison
strips without notice.
taking all that it touches with it.
but it is too greedy,
and takes more than it can carry
leaving a trail of briliant reds and yellows
-the evidence of a grand theft.
with no one to challenge the autumn breeze,
it continues over yonder in search of the fabled fall
and its gilded trees
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