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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1828208

A Clogyrnach Poem

Oak leaves have changed from green to gold,
The autumn wind blows icy cold,
Clouds hide the blue sky,
I shiver and sigh,
Tell me why,
I grow old.
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