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From: Megi
Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2000 00:00
Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2000 00:00
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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 sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the day 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 Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song.
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