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How Autumn Feels
There once was a goddess
Who convinced herself she
Was worth nothing that she
Had no allure that the
Faith she placed in herself
Misguided. She lost all
Her power, influence
Became abandoned by
Ones she held dear, by ones
Thought beyond betrayal.
Loneliness became her
Muse. Her creations once
Beautiful turned to woe,
And all she was crumbled
All she was forgotten.
From Autumn;s Perspective
Still, she keeps coming back. The come-back kid of the calendar. Autumn as a metaphor is sad - allets -