Fall

leaf

Like leaves in Autumn,
sure to kiss the ground

in a pit full of turmoil
is where I was found

They know of their fate
and yet colors they bare

I pick myself up.
I breathe new air.

Like leaves in Autumn,
making way for the new

sometimes after the fall,
comes the clearest view

Like leaves in Autumn
that change and depart

we shine, we crumble;
transformation is art

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