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Nov 2017
As the leaves fall to the ground
I look but you cannot be found
The trees are bare and it gets so Erie when you are not around
It's getting so cold and the warmth is gone
It's getting so bad I am afraid I can't go on
Hopefully  she'll find me before I fall
if I can't walk I will crawl
The sun will always shine when she is with me
For it was written and meant to be
Love will find a way
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T  M
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