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autumn leaves lie
littered along the streets
wet, sloppy masses
crunch no more
liquid life showers
the soon slumbering stems
sprouting among the cracks of
once monolithic stone,
puddles pooling now in
cracks and depressions
flowing, falling
falling, flowing
until they worry themselves
frantic to find
their way home
along the leaf filled
gutters, growing
engorging themselves
like ravenous beasts
taking their fall fill
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