Written: January 14, 2026
As the leaves go
So our lives go
Rapidly
Violently
Ripped, thrashed, torn, bandaged
Anew
Before you can blink, roots rot, branches break, colors disintegrate
Only the strong survive.
Change.
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Beautifully thought out.
The older you get the more meaningful this is. I am still surviving, but losing strength.
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