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Autumn Leaves

Scamper, little leaves, about,

In the warm September sun;

I can hear the old wind shout,

Laughing, laughing, as you run.



By and by to rest you'll go,

Weary of your lively play;

Still the same old wind will blow,

Laughing in the same old way.

Autumn Leaves /

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