Autumn

is

I have no house of my own and will never have one
I will keep living in ramshackle rented rooms
I am alone and will stay alone forever
I will sit, read and take greedy sips of tea
Write long letters through the evenings and think of you
And walk up and down the boulevards, restlessly
While the dry leaves are blowing.

 

 

 

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