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Fall Poetry: a poem about autumn joy

is what I would write,except that

everything so beautiful about it (or

so I’ve heard) is but a prelude to the

dead of winter, the fall foliage being

decay made glamorized.


well, please do enjoy it while it lasts.

Morgan Kim

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