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Leaves' love / Loves leave
Leaves
Were Sere
Red and gold
Winter Had come
Stealing love softly
From my arms Flying off
Leaving a cold place behind
Empty but for Winter's onslaught
Stricken trees' kaleidescope
Wafting off Dancing past
Taking heart's desire
With ease Eager
Soft and swift
Cold Still
Leaves
Were Sere
Red and gold
Winter Had come
Stealing love softly
From my arms Flying off
Leaving a cold place behind
Empty but for Winter's onslaught
Stricken trees' kaleidescope
Wafting off Dancing past
Taking heart's desire
With ease Eager
Soft and swift
Cold Still
Leaves
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