Numerous roads that I walked upon
Splendid places that I visited
Forgotten pieces of my existence
The choices I made
The fragments that built me
All of them, I owe to you Autumn
Every year when you arrive
I visit the shades of my history
All through my solitary years
And find that I am born
Each time I shed myself
As snow melts through the leaves
And the drops fall and merge somewhere
No matter who I become, where I am
Autumn, you will always be a part of me
And of all those phases that made me
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