The autumn still
Warm and forgiving
Summer broke and a new heat rises
A giggle breaks into the mouth
A dry giggle
We do and we be under the sun
We screen and push buttons under it´s clouds
We mind and we find
lack of interest under blue skies
A dry smile
We seek and we peak
We love and we shove
While grand days come
Great weather delivered
Autumn as the windless air
Autumn as the dried leaves
I live the season as if I myself was the breeze in it
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