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Soul in Fall
Leaves fall, autumn blurred',
The way you fell on my shoulder,
sculptured features of danger,
insatiable and stirred,
from finger's, tip on loneliness,
Fall away in starkness,
subsconciously leaving,
my heart's binding leaves,
slightly that damp ground,
crackling soul's sound,
and another Autumn comes.

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