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It's fall and the burning leaves remind me that I love you. No one sings to me now. How could your love stop and mine keep going. Years stretch ahead laced with the smell of burning leaves. Your hair picks up the smell of everything and combines with the smell of you. I smell the burning leaves and pretend I am smelling your hair. I will never smell your hair again. Years stretch in front of me without you and it's an abomination.