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Dead leaves flying away In luminous farandoles Immense red carpet Crackling underfoot, so soft...
Golden mirabelles
With such a sweet taste
Plums and grapes
Autumnal perfume
Carried away on the exquisite breeze And the untimely rains.
Tender shivers
In the heart of the bushes Waiting for the frozen frost Of a princely winter...
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Micha Christos
«Among the overwhelming heat With which summer roasted us, Here slips, still slow
And timid, in truth,
On the waters and among the leaves, Up to your street, oh Paris...»
In September - Paul Verlaine
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