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It’s all as if the rain’s pouring down gray mists will rest upon the longing eyes as if one’s waiting for the spring that November will bring And one can’t hear the footsteps behind and silent door won’t shut it’s all as if a tranquil flood carries you away from the empty towns Where the wind chases about fragments of things unsaid Where along the rainy paths autumn continues along on its way |
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