There`s windy wing of autumn leaf
Inside my mind, my weak belief.
It warms my heart. Tears in my eyes;
In silence heard as rolling dice.
I`m sick and tired, I`m getting down,
I`m falling down to the ground...
I`m windy wing of autumn leaf.
I still... I fly, I dream. I live.
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