Fall
Colors fade
Green drained into Red
Red slowly fading to brown
Brown falling to the cold ground
Left bear
Slowly life fade away
No, not dying just slowing down
Slowing to sleep
Wind whistling through what remains
Light begins to fade
Waiting for warmth to fill it once more
But till then sleep
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