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Oct 2019
Life as frigile as a little leaf,
Wavering in wind,

Holding strong to the stalk,
Waiting for wind to halt.

Gliding in the winds that's warm,
Breaking down and leaving from its home.

Falling down slowly to the land,
Crumbling and waiting for its end.
Written by
Anjali  F
(F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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