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Sometimes, I ask,What's the point, what's the reason?And what I answer depends on the seasonIn winter it's warmth, and in summer it's joy.But there is this thing that I keep coming back toMy whole life this one thing was true. With the…

The fallen leaves, this autumn, have been piled,So that she can keep right on top of them;And, if the heaps mean every leaf is filed,Then such is life, the tidiness may stem. Wild thoughts of blooming breezes and the storm,That lies…