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   The falling leaves 
Drift by the window 
The Autumn leaves 
Of red and gold 
I see your lips  
The summer kisses 
The sunburned hands 
I used to hold 
Since you went away 
The days grow long 
And soon I'll hear 
Old winter's song 
But I miss you most of all 
My darling 
When Autumn leaves start to fall 
   
 
  
 
  
  
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