The Coming of Autumn

Fall is coming, I can feel it in the air,
though the musty breezes set a proxy
But yet the truth we must face,
for where is the good in not accepting the fact?
The Summer of Larks has come to an end
School will begin shortly,
all the knowledge we had forgotten will be gained again,
and hopefully more learned.
Teachers, schedules, classes, grades, assignments, papers, tests, studying...
Summer's start seem but only a week ago,
Autumn has crept up ever so quietly
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