Down a
Leaf strewn
Path
Neither slow
Nor
Fast
Drawn into
The
Gold
Its magic
Taking
Hold
Oblivious
To
Sound
Unable to
Turn
Round
Merging
Into
Fall
Barely there
At
All
wow, very nice!!
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Thanks.
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Beautiful poem
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Many thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome Sandy
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Fall can be mesmerizing.
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Agreed.
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