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Jun 2018
A leaf hath fin'lly learn
how to let go
from its branch
in the warmth of summer air.

No one heard the sound;
it whisper all the saddest part
how in the midst of its traverse
someone has shown caress

-the love it never had
until it fell on the ground
along
with someone
it had never thought.
psyche
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psyche  26/F/from the unknown galaxy
(26/F/from the unknown galaxy)   
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