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Falling Leaves

by Corporeal Pneuma

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September 04:26
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Cold Wind 02:17
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Nocturne 04:20
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Leonard 03:47
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Burial 04:45

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That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
- Shakespeare, Sonnet LXXII

“Dedicated to the memory of my son.”

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released March 3, 2020

Album image: n14_w1150 by Biodiversity Heritage Library, used under CC BY-SA 3.0 (creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0), via Flickr / cropped from original, text and filter added

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