Autumn

You left
Living behind a trail
Of crumpled leaves
Fragments of memories
Cherished

Autumns are never pleasant
They’re a premonition
Of cold merciless winter

The nature is kind
For the winter
However certain
Ends

The autumn
You left behind
Is the final season.

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