Analysis of Loneliness

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Autumn leaves begin to tum brown.
And where are you going?
Where are you from?
The rain was freezing on the town.
My dear,
I will never leave you,
Although the wind,
was already slowly blowing from the ground.
You have leave on,
But I still can't put you down,
I am alone——
Everyane's a clown,
I'm all alone.

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