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against the backdrop of an azure sky.
I spend a lot of time in our little patch of woods admiring the colors. Sitting on my favorite stump and looking up, it's like a giant kaleidoscope. It's my favorite outdoor place to write. It's a vacation spot literally in my own backyard!
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I wrote this poem in third grade. Fall has always, and always will be, my favorite season:
In fall the leaves come tumbling down
Red, yellow, orange and brown
Of all the seasons I think that fall
Is my very favorite one of all.
-JPC, third grade.
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