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The heady scent after the rain
Stirs the soul, warms the heart,
Listen to the sound of a heavy fall
That stirs the trees with their leaves of fading green and flecks of brown,
Sky of grey moving slow
Autumn winds with much to show
That bring such sights to heavens high
To Grace thine eyes, that make one sigh
This season that some call fall
Beautiful autumn, with it comes such stories tall,
Full of mists and shadows dark
Full of fires that hiss and spark
Around them we sat gather, sit quiet there
And talk of creeping darkness and nights with many a bump and scare,
But for now the rain it falls
I watch and smile and with my demons plot and devils call.
