The falling leaves , drift by my windows
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* r. n. A: T/ u, Z5 c2 j: _I see your lips , the Summer kisser , , }8 W6 ~7 d" |
the sunburned hands i used to hold .
' H5 ~0 F( T3 {& wSince you went away , the days grow long. * Q- B5 v6 b" @ ~
And soon i hear Old Winter song. W- E9 v( b- K. N8 H
But I miss you most off all, my darling. # U# b1 G% T6 D1 u* @, q8 F, ?
when the Autumn leaves start to fall.
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