It comes so quickly:
Autumn falls upon us.
Moments - we have only moments.
Yesterday it seemed
Our time was now.
Under a blood red sunrise
Reality waited,
Still, eternal, frozen.
And we, in our bubble,
Lived for the moment,
Which must last a lifetime.
Autumn is not the end;
Years may come and go, but
Some things remain.
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