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Watch Her Fall
A somber landscape outside her window
She looks at those amber leaves full of sorrow
Watching them fall from time to time
Like reading a poetry away from sublime
Her scarlet lips turned ghostly white
Bald trees and dying ones are always on her sight
She looks at a man sweeping the fading beauty
and when the day falls the night was dreary
A somber landscape painted with fears
She looks at those dry amber leaves in tears
Waiting for the sun to be sealed in an envelope
as she stopped breathing, she smiled full of hope
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