Your voice
so far away
I can not hear
Your smile
on your face
almost disappears
Your touch
stuck
somewehere
in
chilly autumn air
Novemberveils
of mist
Hanging in
between
You and me
I’d like to
speak
To you
But where's my voice
I'd like to smile
To you
But where to search
I'd like to touch you
But
November
veils of mist
Hanging in
between
You and me
As
we’ve learned from life
Everything
will pass
So even
these November veils
Are not
here to ever last
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