October 11, 2011
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Leaves are calling,
They are becoming crumbled,
Can you not hear them cry?
You think we’d all help,
Because were all someway connected,
But we don’t care enough,
So were mind our business,
Riding through the town on the wind,
Like leaves,
Spread out over the world,
Leaves are singing,
Hoping one day everyone will join,
And we’ll be a melody.

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