The Wind Whoop Harshly

As the wind whoop harshly,
The strong hold starts to loose,
It’s the last chance to hold on,
Last chance to hang on.

The wind whoop harshly,
The leaves start to fall,
Their lives have ended,
As the rays of sun burn them all.

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