Like Wildfire

Our Ceasing Voice

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And outside I still hear the screams
In the rustling of leaves
On a september's eve
I guess they are here
To say their farewell
To fall's first freeze
But also to tell
The forthcoming heat
Will spread like a fever
And strew ember
Of that day last november
With you by my side
All this darkness will be light

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