Falling Melancholy
Battalions of the see-through sea
That future festeration show,Rejoice from free lifts, the laughing autumn gifts,
Which the breezes unwind and grow.
Movement of care delight trees with their flare
And forget atrocity of snow.
The city awakes as prime snowflakes
Make the breath of tomorrow.
Such lasts for days, the gradual phase
Until rays appear once more.
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