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The falling leaves , drift by my windows
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The Auturmn leaves of red and gold . f+ _, |& o: O6 r% }4 M& _
I see your lips , the Summer kisser ,
( F9 U( U8 u: G* n5 y* j+ Vthe sunburned hands i used to hold .
3 ?6 P* e5 q; L9 C! xSince you went away , the days grow long.
7 q% a w7 x; MAnd soon i hear Old Winter song. ' W5 D, o5 }% A( C G# R0 r7 {
But I miss you most off all, my darling. " S: {, q5 n5 O
when the Autumn leaves start to fall.
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