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A beautiful autumn morning
Fresh and clear
A golden sun
Sets a fire in the sky
Bronze, red and silver
Lights the amber beech-wood
That is noisy with Rooks
And sets the ochre moor aglow
The wind makes soft music
Rustling through the reeds
And grey geese call gently,
High above.
There's a linnet singing
In the golden gorse
His little song is wild and free

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