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The Leaves
The leaves start playing with the colors,
But I still wish for you to come
And be with me.
The leaves start playing with the wind,
But I still wish for you to come
And be with me.
The leave start getting tired,
But I still wish for you to come
And be with me.
And even if the leaves stop playing
And fall,
I'll still wish for you to come
And be with me.
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