O thy leaves that fall
My heart cries for a part of me is now gone.
Yours truly,
Mourning trees
My heart cries for a part of me is now gone.
Yours truly,
Mourning trees
...
O dearest tree, just stand tall
For this is just a phase called fall
I am gonna sprout on your branches again
In a new fresh form and be your part again!
Yours truly,
Falling leaves
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