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When the Leaf finally falls
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As the wet leaves fall,
my mind is being blown apart.
I can’t find my home.
As the wet leaves fell,
I forget where the street is.
Someone please help me.
As the wet leaf falls,
I see the mirror below me.
The puddle is cracked?
As the wet leaf fell,
so did my humanity.
I hate my damn job.
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