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And when October goes
The snow
begins to fly
Above
the smokey roofs
I watch
the plans go by
The children
running home
Beneath
the twilight sky
Oh for
a fun of them
When
I was one of them
And when
October goes
The same
old dream appears
And you
are in my arms
To share
the happy years
I turn
my head away
To hide
the helpless tears
Oh how
I hate
To see
October go
I should
be over it now I know
It's
doesn't matter much
How old
I grow
I hate
to see October go
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