Placeholder: nature in the painful darkness Does not look like itself. Along the deserted and bare alley Rustling with fallen leaves, Why do you, not sparing yourself, Wander with your head uncovered? The life of plants is now hidden In these strange stumps of branches, Well, what happened to you, What happened to your soul? How dare you let this beauty, Your precious soul, Go, so that she would wander the world, S nature in the painful darkness Does not look like itself. Along the deserted and bare alley Rustling with fallen leaves, Why do you, not sparing yourself, Wander with your head uncovered? The life of plants is now hidden In these strange stumps of branches, Well, what happened to you, What happened to your soul? How dare you let this beauty, Your precious soul, Go, so that she would wander the world, S

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nature in the painful darkness Does not look like itself. Along the deserted and bare alley Rustling with fallen leaves, Why do you, not sparing yourself, Wander with your head uncovered? The life of plants is now hidden In these strange stumps of branches, Well, what happened to you, What happened to your soul? How dare you let this beauty, Your precious soul, Go, so that she would wander the world, S

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