用梦行走的世界尽头

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Somewhere we meet
and someday we part.
Sometimes we seek
someone with a heart.
 
It’s autumns that fall,
not the leaves, not at all.
And she liked to walk,
in a world, one so small.
 
Tell me that ancient story
about an autumn agony.
Meet, and happily marry -
till Death grants an eternity.
 
A boy and a girl’s attraction,
starts from their infatuation,
ceases with little addiction
all in an autumn reflection.