This Autumn Crypt
PERSONALLY SPEAKING: Title - This Autumn Crypt
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Date: 01-Nov-2025
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The season of the grows come to an end;
Lifeless leaves make their beds of rest,
In their suits of yellows and browns,
Decaying fields of bare bones heave a sigh.
They will persevere the long night,
Through the harsh wrath of the wintry death,
Before giving way to a new life --
And like a phoenix they shall rise.
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