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An Autumn Tree
The spring is my new birth,
And my creation starts with sunlight.
My leaves are fallen down,
But my wood is not broken down.
The cool breeze remind me,
The Time of past
But the autumn tree,
shows me...
And my creation starts with sunlight.
My leaves are fallen down,
But my wood is not broken down.
The cool breeze remind me,
The Time of past
But the autumn tree,
shows me...
