Rain Over Red Leaves

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Quiet fall of red leaves turning,

In a world that’s still and burning.

I reach for hands I can’t replace,

A memory I can’t erase.

And though the battle drums have ceased,

The ache remains, the war’s not peace.

I close my eyes, I see your face—

A fleeting ghost I can’t embrace.

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Rain over red leaves, soft as breath,

Carrying songs of love and death.

Even in silence, I still hear—

Your voice like wind, so close, so near.

Rain over red leaves—don’t forget,

The heart still beats with quiet debt.

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Time will pass and wounds will heal,

But some truths stay sharp as steel.

Even kings have dreams they hide,

Even shadows long for light.

So let it fall, the pain and rain—

There’s no rebirth without the strain.

And when the sky begins to weep,

I’ll guard the vow I swore to keep.

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Rain over red leaves, gently fall,

Echo the names we still recall.

Even if all we loved is lost,

We’ll walk ahead, no matter the cost.

Rain over red leaves, like a prayer,

Saying goodbye… but still you’re there.