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These November Winds

I thought I had been saved, but when the November wind blows... I know no longer.

credit to InnocentLolita for the picture. I just edited it.

1. Windy

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The cold November wind blows

Sweeping things of new away

Bringing back memories of old

Drag me back, they may

My desires of long ago, I behold

Once again, pull me under the wave

I believed that I had been already saved

But such may be my final grave

When these November winds blow