《Am I Really Fine?》leaves(poetry)

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Orange leaves were dropping,

Sun rays were faint,

Birds were chirping in their nest.

Here me filled with dark paint.

Now orange leaves are black,

Sun rays are gone,

All birds died in their nest ,

Cold winds blown.

A lonely bird is singing,

Sitting alone.

Everyone is laughing

As if she is a clown.

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