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October
A poem
1 min readOct 22, 2019
In the age
of October
The frigid wind
Blows
And tree starts
Aging
Luscious green turns
pale
Soft periderm shows
Stiff wrinkles
Foliage looks
Frail and feeble
Once A fleshy and
Muscular
Now, a mere frame
Of bones
But the mighty
Rises again
When April brings
It's Life.
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