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Autumn Leaves

Rachelle Ferrell

The autumn leaves drift by my window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips the summer kisses
Those sunburned hands I use to hold
Since you went away the nights grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves begin to fall…






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