By - Poem


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All things are so,
So but for a moment.

It was like any,
That blurry image.

The leaves of that huge tree,
Flew about,
Again,
Only for a moment,
Or so it seemed,
It was surely,
As it soon touched the ground,
In peace,
Forever resting.

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