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autumn poem

beneath my window in a city street
gone are the three, those sisters rare
when i returned at sunset
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
the lightning flashed, and lifted
when night drifts along the streets of the city

 



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