Mabon 2011

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The leaves now lay,
On the moist ground,
Fallen from the trees,
With barely a sound.

Light does grow shorter,
Starting to turn cold,
Balance of the days,
With nights were told.

The change of seasons,
On first autumnal day,
Walk on the path,
The leaves now lay.

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