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Konstantin Balmont

AUTUMN

Keep up the cranberries,
Were the days colder,
And from the bird's cry
In the heart was sadder.

Flocks of birds fly away
Away, a blue sea.
All the trees Shine
In the colorful dress.

The sun rarely laughs,
No flowers incense.
Soon Autumn wakes up
And cry in the morning.

Poems about autumn
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