The falling leaves , drift by my windows ; v! s2 t" O; P2 G0 X
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I see your lips , the Summer kisser ,
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$ a% Y. ]. R( |& KSince you went away , the days grow long. 2 | s+ K" Q6 S9 I6 B" _
And soon i hear Old Winter song.
5 ~4 q1 h! @5 ~6 kBut I miss you most off all, my darling. 3 J; N1 g: G- G. Z+ ~5 ~: w
when the Autumn leaves start to fall.
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