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Take me on a drive. 

I'll roll the window down, 

stick out my hand, 

let it 

soar through the air, 

fly on the speed, 

fly on the wind. 

The leaves fall down like routine, 

Their colors crisp and brown. 

I want to freeze this moment

When November comes around. 

The fluttering leaves that were once so lush and green and captivating and sang in the breeze,

Now, they are gold,

Wispy flakes nestled in among the reds and oranges,

In my heart, I'll turn back the time. 
I'll see you again, but not in my dreams 
I'll relive each moment when I wished for more
But will something change this time?

You spend most of your childhood wanting to grow up. You dream of all the things you'll do, the people you'll meet, the freedom of a life where you are the captain of your own ship.