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James Stephens - When the Leaves Fall
Work rating: Medium

WHEN the leaves fall off the trees 
Everybody walks on them : 
Once they had a time of ease 
High above, and every breeze 
Used to stay and talk to them. 

Then they were so debonair 

As they fluttered up and down ; 

Dancing in the sunny air, 

Dancing without knowing there 
Was a gutter in the town. 

Now they have no place at all ! 

All the home that they can find 
Is a gutter by a wall, 
And the wind that waits their fall 

Is an apache of a wind.
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