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Summer sighs softly, pausing to watch the golden days slipping away

Summer sighs softly, pausing to watch the golden days slipping away,
When the sun trickles through the gently trembling birch leaves,
Whispering of growth and ripening, the enchantress transforms the fields,
Into gold woven from corn, swaying in the rhythms of bountiful harvests.
White clouds gather, like storms waiting to unleash their song,
She gathers new bluebirds in her warm heart, singing with their harmonies,
As the light fades, like that comma of silence between day and dawn,
She savors this moment before autumn plants its frost upon her cheeks.
A dance of time, a pause between seasons, a dream of the gentle equinox,
Where time seems to stop, and nature weaves its silent story,
The whole world takes a deep breath, captured in the beauty of a fleeting moment,
Summer retreats slowly, making way for autumn to sing its symphony of leaves.

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