Taking A Fall

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I miss the days
When I would roam
I miss the place
That I call home
Everything was different
Crunching of the multi colored leaves
Crashing of the waves of Lake Erie

I am now in an old place
One I swore I would never come back to
The leaves here are only brown ;
No yellow, orange and red
I do not roam anymore
There is nowhere new to go
The brisk air now hurts me
I would like to come home

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