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Feb 2014
I have always wondered,
do leaves falling in the autumn wind love the ground or hate the trees?

Are the snow flakes on a journey to the earth, or banished from the sky?

When a tree falls down, is it kissing the cool soils around it; or sent to cause distruction?

Are my tears a sign of weakness being that I let them trickle down my skin? Or a sign of strength, showing that I have emotion?

If there's on thing I do know, which is perhaps contradictory to it's self.
But I, indeed have fallen for you.
And this, I have no idea why.
Written by
Emily Rebecca
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