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Summer died last night, alone. Even the ghosts Huddled up for warmth. Autumn has come to my hometown.

De hond draagt een jas, my perro tiene una chaqueta muy cΓ³moda and other such tales

Dear Sacheen: I am so sorry

We're gonna paint the road A prettier shade of gold We're gonna take the time

"Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard." -- Walt Whitman πŸŽπŸ‚