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The dead leaves of autumn
That cling so desperately
Must fly before the cold October winds _ _ _ _ _ _
Their simple life is en _ _ _ ded _ _ _
Must they be born to die a - _ gain _ _ _ _
Oh may the light of freedom shine _ _ _ _
O _ _ h oh For all the world to see _ _ _ _ _ _
And peace and joy to all man -kind _ _ _ _
T _ _ hrough all the years to _ be _ _ _ _ _
For soon the leaves will _ die _ _ _ _ _
And the long hard wind will _ blow _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
M _ ay this world find a resting place _
W _ _ here peaceful waters flow _ _ _
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