Monday, April 20

in autumn, they die

in autumn the colours
are more brilliant
pleasing my eye
over a constant shade
of green
dying things
they sing in red and orange
"i may no longer live
but i am still beautiful
than living dull tones"
they dance
on the wind in bright colours
happy to leave home
content to die
turn the light golden
brilliant colours
in autumn, they die

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