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As I sit and watch the leaves falling off the branches of trees I can't help but wonder how it would be to have our most painful memories just fall away.. like withering leaves. But then I remember that it is there, in the midst of painful moments, when we crash against those immovable rocks that the most resilient of character in us is coaxed out of the darkness and brought forth... into the light. By Mercurychyld Copyrights
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
AS LEAVES FALL FROM TREES
As I sit and watch the leaves falling off the branches of trees I can't help but wonder how it would be to have our most painful memories just fall away.. like withering leaves. But then I remember that it is there, in the midst of painful moments, when we crash against those immovable rocks that the most resilient of character in us is coaxed out of the darkness and brought forth... into the light. By Mercurychyld Copyrights
Sad memories, falling away likes leaves.
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
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