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coming of winter
this morning in its stillness
and falling snowflakes
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footsteps in the snow
soon they disappear again
because of the breeze
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it's still dark outside
in the early hours morning
- the treetops are white
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the autumn has sang
its last departure love song
every bird has flown
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yesterday clear earth
today snow's everywhere
- even on my head
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I still remember
autumn's glowing view tincture
- this cold new morning
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