If he shall fall from my arms
Like the leaves of a tree
And blow with the wind
Under another’s shade
I will be left in the open
Wondering if the season
Of loneliness has come again
As it always has when
The winters are cold

Come spring I feel
I will not
Have the strength to bud again

we measure the smile on our face by the width of our pocket
we tell ourselves "if only I had this" I would truly be happy
we spend our lives wanting more
more possessions
more materials
more tangents
to Hell with that
I want less
call me the crazy one, but I want life
more experiences
more love
more beauty
more nature
spending your life trying to reach a goal that is implausible will lead you to a life of unhappiness
but spending your life wanting to live, that will lead to a life of passion

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