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Harmony of Wind
Yellow green leaves fly
During autumn they are dry
Such an array of colors passes by
Velvety and sweet candy to the eye
As the wind blows, howling sighs
The sky turns dark and starts to cry
Then suddenly stops, an ironic lie
But the tearing continues for an eerie alibi
During autumn they are dry
Such an array of colors passes by
Velvety and sweet candy to the eye
As the wind blows, howling sighs
The sky turns dark and starts to cry
Then suddenly stops, an ironic lie
But the tearing continues for an eerie alibi
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