if autumn was your best friend - an original person

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She wore a dress the colour of the sunset

Crinkled leaves floating at her fingertips

Hair ablaze

Eyes piercing

Warm and comforting

A sweet fragrance whispered through the air

One that you couldn't quite pick out

Filling you with a sense of nostalgia

She reminded you of home

And her name was Autumn

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