She is the wandering fall leaf
Floating in the moat
In an array of wondrous sailboats
She is the sky above me
Like tears raining down
She wears a wondrous winter gown
She is the ground below me
Who will support me steadfast
A simple glance turns me aghast
She is the leaf on fire
A flame that rises high
The end of this leaf is nigh
She is the sinking sky
Crashing unto me ever so quick
The reality makes my insides sick
She is the quaking earth
Splitting through me; I am a fault
My life is coming to a halt
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