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Are we not like leaves? We grow, we watch, we change, Aging beside those we cherish, Until, at last, we fall— And new ones take our place.
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Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 7:02 PM UTC
Falling Leaves
Are we not like leaves? We grow, we watch, we change, Aging beside those we cherish, Until, at last, we fall— And new ones take our place.
Are we not like leaves? We grow as they do, aging in ways that become more noticeable over time. We share our days with others in our season until, eventually, we fall. And then, a new generation takes our place.
#life#leaves#friends#time#death#family
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17/M/Earth
Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 7:02 PM UTC
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