The leaves are falling again. How long has it been? How long have I waited in front of this window? I do not know I don’t even recall when we had parted I dare not ask my tired soul.

The leaves are falling again. How long has it been? How long have I waited in front of this window...

Poems of experiences, Memories of past relationships, Moments never spoken past these lips 
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