Sad Autumn Sandrine Bonnant After William Shakespeare Sonnet Lxxiii Comments
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Sad Autumn, turncoat, sheds its coat of leaves,
Anticipates wild Winter's shivering cold,
No trace of Summer stays, though, threadbare, cleaves
Despondently a handful, rotten, old.
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