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Autumn Treasure


The leaves fell the same time as I, Fell in love with them and all that surrounded them as they marked the onset of a colorless winter. I sat there and marveled and dream't of the day when I could enjoy all of this bold beauty with one who could also understand what I felt when I saw this wonder. I wanted someone who could see the lush and refreshing waterfalls and feel a calming peace. What I saw was magnificent. What I felt was sheer refreshment. Refreshment of my wild spirit. I wanted to dive in the pool of cool autumn water ad run along with the stream and follow the flow until the end of time. That was the beauty of the falls.
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