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Falling (A Leaf’s Perspective)
there I was, the last survivor clinging to you could my youth be forever lost?
that bitter, bitter grief
I wonder if it’s bitter or a sign of relief
I will fall when the breeze rhythms start to play I’m sorry mother, I have to go
I...
that bitter, bitter grief
I wonder if it’s bitter or a sign of relief
I will fall when the breeze rhythms start to play I’m sorry mother, I have to go
I...
