In the middle of autumn,
As the leaves start to turn,
The days getting shorter,
No cause for concern.
A dream that won’t end,
Or disappear;
A dream that will offer you strength
Year after year.
For as each season endeth,
And a new one begins,
A dream that won’t end,
Or disappear;
A dream that will offer you strength
Year after year.
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