Where the Stream Whispers

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　In the city's gentle light, a park unfolds,
　Where autumn's hues, in stories, are told.
　A stream meanders, dark stones it does kiss,
　Reflecting sky, in tranquil, watery bliss.

The path, a ribbon, pale and softly worn,
Invites a stroll, where golden leaves are born.
Red maple flames, against a blue so clear,
Whisper of seasons, passing year by year.

　Green whispers linger, where the summer stayed,
　Amongst the rocks, a verdant, cool cascade.
　The larger trees, a backdrop, dark and deep,
　Where secrets slumber, and soft shadows sleep.

A moment captured, in the fading day,
Where nature's beauty, holds all care at bay.
In the city's heart, this peaceful scene,
A quiet solace, where dreams convene.

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