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May 2016
The leaves have fallen.
Once brave soldiers
vital and firm
now old paratroopers
wrinkled with
the expectation of
winters rough war.
One by one
these daughters
And sons
fall to the Earth
to die.
The tree stands naked,
until winter’s war is over
and green life is restored
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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