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Autumn (Autumn Equinox)
A breeze gently caress my skin, as the sun sets on the horizon. Its rays paint the fallen leaves of a deep red, putting in an icy rest the last traces of summer. Poem (C): Me “Autumn Leaves (detail)” (C): Tom Scott “Forest in Autumn” (C): Gustave Gourbet “Autumn Leaves (detail)” (C): John Everett Millais “Mariana” (C): John Everett Millais All the rights of the images, effects and …