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Sep 2015
Fall is here
The leaves start to descend
Others barely hanging on
While the others gave up hope
In a rush of air
The wind came and picked up the fallen leaves
For the wind loved them so
It ached his heart to see them lying lost
So he gave them warmth
I feel the fallen leaves crunching under my feet
Some leaves have gotten left behind
This is what Faith is like
We are all fallen leaves waiting for hope.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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