The leaves fall down onto the ground into my crown
The sound is not of a hound but more crinkly all around
As you can see I found a leaf on the ground.
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Fall
The leaves fall down onto the ground into my crown
The sound is not of a hound but more crinkly all around
As you can see I found a leaf on the ground.
