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At my door the leaves are falling/ A cold wild wind has come/ Sweethearts walk by together/ And I still miss someone...
sleepy, dreaming willow trees/mine is not forever; it will last till I sneeze/floating in a liquid field of me/I look at you and it's like you've never been.....
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