mere it comes
it's the 6th of november
the leaves should be arrived soon here
but it seems that they have to come by in the other city
right to enjoy the spark of its light
something that they won't get when they are here,
in my home
it's too dark, too cold
yet i know the leaves would come
it is written, we've sweard, it is the destiny.
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