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Jul 2017
On a crystal breeze,
across the forest lake about to freeze,
On silver bells someone plays my melody
Hear it and again you shall remember me
along with memories forgotten long ago
and a song you once used to know
as warm as a dying ember
glowing on a night of December ...
Autumn Rose
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Autumn Rose  F/Where the roses wilt
(F/Where the roses wilt)   
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