Autumn 11I Constant rain drips the illusion ... When I saw you Without words you came; Fallen into my hands With the wind. I do not know your name "Autumn Leaf" How beautiful you are. You show me the transience Colourful your dress . ...From wet stumbling blocks light clarity. KRISTIAN GOLDMUND AUMANN AUTHORl31 081 0
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