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The Falling Leaves

Between the cold and silence.. There’s tears. There’s a smile. I see strength, but the feckless covers everything, like those falling leaves, withering. Falling in the beauty of the sadness, spirit, love, and faith. Looking for people’s help, “Please, don’t leave me!” I’m holding them, but emptiness seems taking over me. Falling again. Do I forget… Continue reading The Falling Leaves