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Death In Fall
Never knew death
Could smell so sweet
The decaying leaves
As they lay in the streets
Makes a smell
Of profound memories
Of years gone past
Like life itself
They too will not last
For life my friend
Is funny that way
Just when you start
To feel good
Something comes along
To take that away
poem
by
David Kush
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