Nov 22, 2015, 11:56 PM

Late in Autumn 

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Late in Autumn - there's no hope...
Death is over there.
And you shouldn't even stop
although trees are bare.
Walk in forest, cry with rain,
blow the rest of dying leaves.
This is season full of pain...
This is Autumn in the late!
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