In October's tender, misty embrace, When dawn's first light begins to chase, The shadows of night, like whispers near, Misty mornings, tranquil and clear. The world shrouded in a cloak of haze, A veil of secrets, in softness, sways, As the sun awakens, a gentle kiss, On meadows, and trees, in a dreamlike bliss. The […]
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