They say fall is a decline season
But for me it´s a rebirth one
Cause old leafs goes to sleep
And new one sprout
All flowers wake to life
Wind blows neither cold nor hot
Sun shine stronger
All birds sing loud
Like little chime bells
Some trees look yellow
And some look brown
And my mind photograph each imagine
Merging every season to show circle of life
World is beautiful and no one
Would make me think different
We can´t dream with another one
When the one that we have under our feet
Is bad because of ourselves
So don´t wish for other one to destroy!
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