The secret machines

The leaves are gone

The secret machines
The leaves are gone
There's ice on the river
Hold my hand to your heart and breathe
Together, we won't make a sound
As we part for the winter
Of my life
'Til it ends
'Til this stops, and then?
Love?
We'll see
While we're left to grieve
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