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Still nights
On the calm water.
Late summer
on the lake.

Crisp nights
Fog in the morning
A chill in the air.

Rocks exposed,
An empty boat launch,
Full-grown ducklings.

Leaves of crimson and gold
Join the yellow
Lily pads.
Fall is coming.

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