You know that feeling, that sentiment that russet leaves and sweet pears give you in Autumn?
He didn’t care that the leaves had turned. All he cared about was his friend, missing.
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School had started.
So he let himself drop among the russet, carmine and maroon leaves, and became one with Autumn.
So many facets to Feuille-Morte and A Nightingale in Autumn, as many as fall colors.
Autumn is splashing out its colors, giving away her best dead leaves, feuilles mortes. If I would describe Fall to you as the season with brownish-orange dry leaves, would I get your attention?
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