autumn leaves,
they carpet the floor.
lifting lightly,
they sweep softly.
wind blows quietly,
leaves, they dance.
they feel tears,
that of a silent ending.
this is for you,
do not cry.
it is not easy,
but you will be strong.
we will hold your hand
we will bring you along
come, my friend,
keep on going...
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