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  1. The beginning of fall

    The beginning of fall

    Speak softly, love and hold me warm against your heart I feel your words, the tender trembling moments start We're in a world, our very own Sharing a love that only few have ever known Wine-colored days warmed by the sun Deep velvet nights when we are one Speak softly, love so no one hears us...
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