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September

Leaves burning into golden flame.
A thousand deaths, yet none the same.
Emeralds blaze with ruby gleam.
Then fall to earth like scattered dreams.

A season passed, a season lost.
As Autumn brings her killing frost.
She breathes a sigh to stir the northern wind.
A razored chill that slices through the glen.

Now, the forest sheds it's summer bloom.
An omen of the coming gloom.
When blood runs cold and freezes in the vein. 
Suffer life, the cursed who must remain.

Because the killing frost is prelude. 
For the season soon to enter.
When Autumn takes her reckoning.
And becomes the dead of winter.