Autumn

We take to the streets with hearts in autumn hues
and as time passed, our pigments start to lose
the burning of their reds as they melt into gold.
We fray ’round the edges and fight to keep hold.
With the shuffling of bodies as we each chase our calling,
we build a warm breeze that sets us each to falling.

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