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Monday, April 1, 2019

My autumn poem

Autumn is the thing I like to see out the window with all the different leaves. 
Under the tall trees some golden leaves are falling from the trees.
The leaves are red yellow orange green gold and brown. 
Under my feet are crunchy and crispy leaves. 
March the 1st is autumn  is when the leaves fall from the trees.
Near my feet are old beautiful golden leaves.

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