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Years
Leaves, falling
into a stream
that whisks them away
as quickly as they fall,
eddy up
and find a home
which then in turn
is called.
Each moment
revels in its
momentary joy
but once wound up
will sooner fade
like any other toy.
runningturte87
into a stream
that whisks them away
as quickly as they fall,
eddy up
and find a home
which then in turn
is called.
Each moment
revels in its
momentary joy
but once wound up
will sooner fade
like any other toy.
runningturte87
Published 26th Sep 2012
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