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This vanishing point on the horizon
Is proceeded by a canal of autumn leaves
This road leads the way with a light dressing
And I disturb the dead as I walk
From their soft landing
Along with a cornered piece of wind is a whirlpool of air
Spinning fluidly, layers of leaves
The dancing dead only appearing for real in one’s head
And the memory of the living their only domain
The living clean up the leaves outside their houses with a rake
More leaves fall down, around and turn and turn about
As we continue to sweep the ground
Rasping sounds of mingling leaves and scratching racks
Floating leaf and air mixture
Soft brushings passing on us
And my walking makes their crisp whisper
Beware, coming winter, coming winter, they say
Fear not this winter I won’t forget you my darling
And youth half-heartedly cleans up the season Gathering up Autumn
Being young enough to wish their life away.
Living for summer. Living for summer. Living for summer. X 6
Living for summer. Living… Living for summer x 2


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