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Leaves Fall

Leaves fall 
I hear your call 

The colour to fall 
The magic weaving 
The colour leaving 
Trees.... 
Standing tall 

Summer ending 
Autumn pending 
A walk through the leaves 
This colour fall 
The magic it weaves 
Trees.... 
Standing tall 


Leaves to fall 
Me... 
Standing tall 
A walk through the leaves 
Magic weaves 
On this colour floor 
What I saw..... 

Colour to fall.... 
For the precious you 
Colour ,to end it all 

The hardest thing 
that Autumn can bring 
The colour fall 
that ends it all 
Trees ..... 
Standing tall 

The colour to fall 
My heart.... 
The colour.... 
You, have it all 
Me.... 
Standing tall

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