As the wind blows through the trees the falling sweet death of a life is gone to the cold earth each leaf a cold reminder of what was but as they fall in a rain of a fall time day the memories of what was will live for under the falling leaves he walks in a silent dream only the cold wind makes him feel into the wind he walks no sense of the change that is in him or onto this land he is upon only the lucid dream of her blazing eyes calling to him as she is far but her love for him burns deep in his soul calling to him in the dark but still he only hears the rustle of the leaves what do they tell him closed in a dark shroud he gets lost with the hypnotic rapture of the fall song as he opens his eyes there is those eyes calling to him and in the silent moment of truth she speaks to him with one sweet soft snowflake winter is here my love and you have found me~
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