The day of my departure from the old has come and now I must be with my dreams to pluck the plum
O certain joy with all its challenge to keep, rocks my heart into peaceful sleep
abandoned in the whisper of October’s falling leaves
the scent of fresh and crisp winds to tussle my hair until
the sweet taste of harvest I will seat and savor there my breakfast fair
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