The falling leaves , drift by my windows 4 W' E' y5 [7 r, [* z0 e
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I see your lips , the Summer kisser ,
, b2 w4 v3 {4 w' Dthe sunburned hands i used to hold .
& Y" _: E; Q5 \Since you went away , the days grow long. ; w% P5 d* @, ]- h
And soon i hear Old Winter song. , P7 r( R/ J$ m, N/ u5 _4 V
But I miss you most off all, my darling.
) P6 o0 l+ Q( q; _, d+ ewhen the Autumn leaves start to fall.
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