Autumn is approaching; is here; and is leaving all at the same time. Fall is detected in the smell of decomposing leaves, by the sight of colored fruits, felt in the texture of chestnut burs, heard in the sounds of wind whistling through pine needles, and tasted in pumpkins grown during summer.
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