The falling leaves , drift by my windows
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% v2 o$ K5 m' c9 j7 C4 q) i5 w3 HThe Auturmn leaves of red and gold .
% [2 H2 A; Q- e" SI see your lips , the Summer kisser ,
# `8 z0 s, @! M2 {, ~ ?. Z1 xthe sunburned hands i used to hold . # J; y( S A# |( z$ ^5 T
Since you went away , the days grow long. " n$ \5 }0 C- S
And soon i hear Old Winter song.
9 u% z3 q1 y+ ]9 T+ fBut I miss you most off all, my darling.
0 B2 X! |1 D8 N% W% ]! o- nwhen the Autumn leaves start to fall. $ V2 T% j2 t5 |; e5 q4 [6 d1 k
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