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Us and leaves
Fallen leaves to powder
Ground by the road
Under the tire
Others land gentle
Racked for the pyre
Some float bye
Like jagged balloons
The green of summer
Has fallen to ruins
Some hold fast
To the long reaching branch
Where never the same
Shadow be cast
Stained the shade of coco
The weight of ice
Forces most of the tardy
To fatally let go
We are not like leaves
We fall in the darkness of sin
They fall by the grace of god
In the light the night off the limb
Seasons changing them
Outside and in
Comes the shorter day
Comes the deeper gray
Yes where I am
Leaves need not pray
But like them
We’ll turn over again and again
I think we all say
Why are we born?
Into chaos and crime
The bud of the branch
Shows then falls in its time
We grow and fall
With no reason or rhyme
shunned from a tree of truth
We all wish to climb
Rds
The second
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