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Red Leaves

I happen upon the crimson display.
The leaves are in the process
of completing their purpose,
but still giving to those who see them.

I accept their gift without hesitation,
and will welcome back their kindred
come Spring, and all they will offer.

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Hello, Michael,
The mysterious and amazing cycle of Mother Nature. Always giving...
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