When all the Autumn colors have forgotten Mixy-Axis: Are you a poet? Twilate-Echo: I should be
the amount I am forsaken Mixy-Axis: No-one want your pizzas again? Twilate-Echo: I try my best
Mixy-Axis: Think of the hole in the ozone layer our oven's making for no reason or result Twilate-
Echo: Oh, there's a result all right, the leaves are burnt all reddy-brown by the new burning sun.
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