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I list lazily and can find no purpose As to a leaf that is buoyed by the stream. I see unending sky but find no purchase In this place that seems like another's dream. Yet, I claw at the world with its strange, fierce tide. Hoping only to arrest this slow demise I scramble furiously at the stream's side While the forest ignores my pitiful cries. Alas, I begin swallowing my substance. As the burning pain subsides into dull light The perception of my body grows more dense And my conscious loses all its will to fight. My body sinks slowly and without a trace. The light dims dark as a new leaf takes my place.
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Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 1:30 AM UTC
Fall.
I list lazily and can find no purpose As to a leaf that is buoyed by the stream. I see unending sky but find no purchase In this place that seems like another's dream. Yet, I claw at the world with its strange, fierce tide. Hoping only to arrest this slow demise I scramble furiously at the stream's side While the forest ignores my pitiful cries. Alas, I begin swallowing my substance. As the burning pain subsides into dull light The perception of my body grows more dense And my conscious loses all its will to fight. My body sinks slowly and without a trace. The light dims dark as a new leaf takes my place.
shea-vogt
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Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 1:30 AM UTC
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