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Slowly
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Autumn leaves die slowly as the winter aproaches,
Slowly, surely, anxious.....
and although the nature is almost dead
and it stoped the strugle for her life,
I feel so much Torment in me,
Emotional Turmoil,... i don\'t recognize the face in the mirror,
The person with whom I\'m talking when I am alone,
I\'ve been losing my path!
Autumn soul and mine die slowly....
Slowly, surely, anxious.....
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