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Radiant Pastels

Fall leaves burn brightly –
Radiant pastels
Scattered gently underfoot.
Scarlet colored wind
And whispers of breezes bite
Through burnt autumn breaths.
Fragrance of cool smoke –
Fresh air infiltrates.
Crystal droplets staining skin.
The city in a blanket.
Pine, with a shine of light.
Oh, what joy this brings.

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