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The leaves are changing,
such beautiful colors.
They fall like tears to the ground.
Our summer fun is over and the waves are cold when they reach the sand.
Spins another day,
spins another season,
coming our way again.
If we all rewind,
we would see the same thing coming again.
It is really great when the leaves are changing
there is a crispness in the autumn air.
Spins another day,
spins another season,
if we all fast forward,
we would see the same,
we would see the same.
