When does the autumn breeze, with its whispered nostalgia, gently release the me

When does the autumn breeze, with its whispered nostalgia, gently release the memories it cradled in the rustling leaves, letting them fall like golden tears to the earth below, to be buried in the embrace of time’s relentless march?

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