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MOVING
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The first day of Fall, and what did I see?
A maple leaf waving wildly at me
There wasn't a breeze, other leaves were still
The weather quite mild, not even a chill
I waved back at the leaf, her message loud and clear
"I'll be heading out soon. See you next year."
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