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点击复制With every brush a forest glows
In crimson flame and amber flows
He does not rush he does not speak
Just captures all that colours seek
A maple leans like it might sigh
As if aware that time slips by
The canvas sings in rust and gold
A memory that cant be told
He steps away and lets it dry
A single leaf a smoky sky
And those who view his final frame
Will feel the fire without the flame
O Canada your autumn bleeds
In strokes of art the spirit needs
And in each fall a truth is caught:
Beauty is fleeting never bought
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