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The colours of autumn leaves
Cut through the monotonicity
Of my journey in the train.
Envelopes me in the odour of your silence
Threatens to take the breath from me.
I don't know you much.
You being just a phase in passing time,
And yet,
Every time I see you,
I leave a part of my heart with you.
To your incomparable beauty.
And only wish I could hold this gaze forever.
Wish that I could give you-
As much I take from you.
Wish I could give you-
My all.

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