Looming across copper
above passing grasshopper
waxed leaves are brushed
Ravens call iz hushed
here, no resentment
pure and simpl, this iz, Autumn contentment
Colours soon will run like paint
beauty of such, creates feel, of faint
Bearz race iz on, bring em on they sound
bring on wut, caloreez, pound by pound
Elk start to itch, sense iz strong
that cow iz mine, battl they will, all nite long
Fresh, crisp, wyld and free
Nature invites and allows all to see
there iz no fee, just choose to bee
feel her rush, jist by sittin in bush
Peaceful, tranquil and sarene
wether via land or marine
ones place, iz so easy, floatin...
...In the air
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