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๐Ÿ Ode of a Leaf ๐Ÿ

Alas.. I cannot hold on anymore.. the heat has passed.. I feel weak and tired.. to my core.

I was as green as a blade of the finest.. now it is as though.. I am as parched.. as the land drought driest.

All has changed.. as the grip is now so poor.. I must fall from grace.. and the floor embrace.

I cry for I feel so sore.. falling away from the love.. who once me bore.. I feel sad for life is no more.

๐Ÿ Ode of a Leaf ๐Ÿ



It's kind of you to look through my posts...

I suppose I'll post an array of thoughts, accompanied by photos, pictures, sounds and videos.. whenever I feel inspired.

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