The smell of late October
Torment me
Like a frightened beetle
Which is looking for peace.
With leaves that smell of Earth
I taste autumn evenings
With quick stepa of sadness
Burdening my soul with lead.
A leaf is whispering in my ears
The story of autumn days
And it's is frightening my thoughts
Like in a nightmare.
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