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Harvest
Sailing through cloaks of morning fog
where starlings sew the autumn breeze,
to feel the verse of an aestival epilogue
and glimpse the bourn pour into auburn seas.
Saffron solstice weaves a weary tune
whilst the woodland...
where starlings sew the autumn breeze,
to feel the verse of an aestival epilogue
and glimpse the bourn pour into auburn seas.
Saffron solstice weaves a weary tune
whilst the woodland...
