Poor leaf! But where are you?
The wind takes you away from me.
Do not you feel sad to leave your branch?
I was accustomed to look from my window,
now that you're gone
I'm feeling down.
check the appearance of another leaf
next spring.
now, unfortunately, has already Autumn.
M. Mazzola
The wind takes you away from me.
Do not you feel sad to leave your branch?
I was accustomed to look from my window,
now that you're gone
I'm feeling down.
check the appearance of another leaf
next spring.
now, unfortunately, has already Autumn.
M. Mazzola
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