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Autumnal...
Autumnal...
It rolls off the tongue
It flays in the dirt
It lies in the leaves
Slow grey sky
Overhead
Overheard
The russling
The rambling
The destiny come
The destiny undone
The time...
The time...
Ticking and tocking
While branches are knocking
In the wind
In the yard
Out the window
The pagent... progresses.
Autumnal...
It rolls off the tongue
It flays in the dirt
It lies in the leaves
Slow grey sky
Overhead
Overheard
The russling
The rambling
The destiny come
The destiny undone
The time...
The time...
Ticking and tocking
While branches are knocking
In the wind
In the yard
Out the window
The pagent... progresses.
Today's observation...
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Hmmmm... looking at this after writing it I realize it is more of a spoken word poem. Read it fast. Say it out loud. Keep the cadence sharp. 