Nov 2014
Leaves are turning
slow but sure
losing their grip
all their chapters closing
Can’t help feeling
this was how
we faded too
But
there is always spring
The evidence
of the end
isn’t always true
slow but sure
losing their grip
all their chapters closing
Can’t help feeling
this was how
we faded too
But
there is always spring
The evidence
of the end
isn’t always true
(UK)
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