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Through an artist's eyes


My campus is a canvas coming to life Nature is its artist and ultimate guide The leaves are Nature’s media Though their work is never precise Working diligently against the artist to not stay where there supposed to reside My campus is a canvas coming to life Fall is Nature’s masterpiece And the apple of my eye The range of colors of the leaves contrasts so lovely with the sky Until the last leaf falls then this season must say its goodbye
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