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New season

It's the time for a new season, September again, The 9th month of the year, when autumn retains. Autumn That turns luscious greenery into gold, Striving to live, with stories untold. The struggle that goes in vain as defeats exhibit, They fall to the ground, their journeys quit. Many more leaves fell upon the ground, Waiting to rejuvenate, as they propound. Soon the entire September went by, lacking allure, To see them relive the life, ended premature. -laxika

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