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Death of a SeasonIt was a day in October when the cold Intensity overcame my heart. The crisp And bitter wind Crept over my soul. And like the leaves,Death of a Season
My love of this fair season Quickly decayed under the falling rain
Such an earthly smell - the rain. Such a pleasure was the air - so crisp When we held hands to warm ourselves from the cold. And watched the play of color from the falling leaves In that magical forest. So beautiful by the season, But it was all blown away so quickly in the wind.
You came to me with your hair wild in the wind,
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