The wind blows
Through red leaves
Reaching over
The blue of the lake
The view is ever changing
As branches sway
Words of description
Catch in my throat
For fear that to voice them
Will spoil the magic
Chase away the perfection
Of a moment
When nothing else
Is as important
As the motion
Of red branches
Dancing in the wind
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