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When leaves fall

The wind that blows brings more than cool.
It comes so far, from place unknown,
To touch the leaves, remind us all,
That just as leaves do, lives go down.

The chill is but a small foretaste
Of one that all of us will share:
The ultimate of cold and dark
That often catch us unprepared.

Posted: 01:22, 2007-Dec-30
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