Feb 2020
We all leave when we grow up
it's a bit sad to go at least the trees
gets time to rest hibernate recalibrate
prepare for new leaves our sprouts their autumn our spring.
it's a bit sad to go at least the trees
gets time to rest hibernate recalibrate
prepare for new leaves our sprouts their autumn our spring.
(M/South Africa)
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