New earrings
You
No longer
Talk to me
But
It's this
Pair of
New
Earrings
That
Whisper
Sweet
Nothing's
While
Tears
Run down
My cheeks.
Proclaiming
Commencement
Of fall
No more leaves
Barren trees
Nalini
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