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FALL, leaves, fall ; die, flowers, away ;Lengthen night and shorten day ;Every leaf speaks bliss to me,Fluttering from the autumn tree

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FALL, leaves, fall ; die, flowers, away ;
Lengthen night and shorten day ;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow ;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

- Emily Brontë








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