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OCTOBER
In October's quiet, sober and still,
Autumn's breath whispers, with a gentle thrill,
Leaves of crimson, gold, and copper spill,
A melancholy beauty, on vale and hill.

The world dons a cloak of amber and brown,
As the year's end draws near, with solemn renown,
In October's grasp, we're humbly bound,
To reflect on life's journey, as we're spellbound.

With days growing shorter, nights longer in measure,
In the heart's secret chambers, we find our own treasure,
A time for reflection, for moments of leisure,
In October's wisdom, we seek inner pleasure.

The trees shed their leaves, a symbolic release,
A shedding of burdens, a sense of inner peace,
In October's stillness, our worries decrease,
As we embrace the season, our soul's sweetest lease.

So in October's embrace, let us pause and reflect,
On the path we've traveled, with every aspect,
With a heart full of gratitude, we genuflect,
In October's sober beauty, we find intellect.
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