It has some kind of dejection
When I was threatened with inaction
It was arrival of an autumn
In bed, I felt like to condemn
Yes, no one likes full change
But it is not spared by an age
One needs to have rest
The life gives chance to test
The spring was so lovely
It was lived so lively
He change has not been accepted kindly
He memory is remembered vividly
The change is priority for nature
Even seasons change for sure
If it remains stagnated
The new life can not be injected
So do accept
And never weep
It is good for autumn leaf
To fall on earth for brief
It has some kind of dejection When I was threatened with inaction
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