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Autumn series
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By Autumn's wizardry
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The obstacle is the path.
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Autumn series
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Walking with an invisible border
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So many sins so little time .
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Where beckoning boughs and elfin voices stir
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Autumn Day
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The whips and scorns of time
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And too much world at once
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Autumn at the Farmers Market
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Gold Rush
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Never Again Would Bird's Song Be the Same
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The obstacle is the path.
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Autumn series
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Autumn series
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The one red leaf
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Autumn series
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Another year gone
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The prayers that are made out of grass .
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“If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.”
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Where does the real poetry Come from?
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We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts. .. William Hazlitt
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Autumn series
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Autumn series
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When the music's over
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Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
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It will begin to happen Again on earth -
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where the rain trickled
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At the Farmers Market
