When Autumn Turns White

Bright Autumn colors fly. Gold, purple, red, and orange leaves float all around. Fill the sky Bare branches wave Boots crunching leaves on the cold ground. Be brave Cold night Will soon be found white Bright Autumn colors fly. Boots crunching leaves on the cold ground. white
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