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Waving Good Bye..

The street is empty and still
Except for the leaves
That raise their heads
Every time a breeze passes by

Leaves fallen off
From the maple going to sleep
In the winter looming ahead
Leaves that lost their green
To turn red then yellow
Soon to be brown
And to be no more....

by Rowving Smith

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