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A singled rose a shade of red,
the tingled woes the blade had bled,
as mingled blows invade my head,
with crimson crimes and scarlet rhymes,
burgundy wines, rubious signs.
Smoldering flames of passion

Pumpkin seasons, the hues of fall
Within reasons to loose it all,
Has-been deadens, profuse and pall.
To orange leaves and hallow eves,
Autumn heaves, nature cleaves.
The abundance of harvest

The golden hours, a twlight zone,
beholden powers of midnight shone,
embolden flowers with foresight grow… Continue