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With The Winds
With the winds of Autumn
as I unburden my wrongs
come the withers of frost
and scarce tears begun
without a sound of a song
as she rests beneath the sun
as I unburden my wrongs
come the withers of frost
and scarce tears begun
without a sound of a song
as she rests beneath the sun
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