Indian Fall
Dotma
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The grey day
The naked trees
Again I'm alone
With the universe
These misty days
Scorching my heart
These rusty thoughts
Scorching my mind
Oh how I want to sleep
On the edge of the moon
See the world drowning in sorrow
Without my tears
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Sometimes I wish
I could go back in time
To the childhood
When every summer
Was gilded by the sun
I remember the trees
Reaching the glowing sky
I was eager to climb
To the outer space
My last Indian summer
Ended like a fairytale
The fall came to stay
Eternal fall
My last Indian fall
Began like a bad dream
The fall came to stay
Eternal fall