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Beneath the amber leaves of fall, the quiet whispers slow, A river mirrors memories of places I used to know. The mountains wear a veil of mist, the sky begins to fade, I sit here on this weathered bench, unafraid. (Verse 2) The world keeps turning softly, like a clock without a chime, I measure life in moments, not in hours or in time. Footsteps I have left behind now echo through the breeze, Carried on the water with the drifting autumn leaves. I’m waiting for departure time, where silence meets the light, Where every road I wandered finds its meaning in the night. No hurry in my heartbeat, no sorrow in my mind, Just peace beside the water… Waiting for departure time.
A peaceful autumn scene at sunset, with a person in a hat and dark coat sitting on a wooden bench by a misty lake, surrounded by colorful fall foliage, with mountains in the background. The warm light from the sunset reflects on the calm water, and scattered autumn leaves float on the surface and cover the ground around the bench.
