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Life’s worth living, and dying too!!

High up on the tree,

Knocking the air

With spree,

The tiny sprout.

The cute newborn

On this lovely morn

sways

and giggles in gay.

Fresh and bright

Such a beautiful sight.

Eager to learn

with playing yearn,

it beats its foe

with just a turn.

It grows

And swirls

With sorrows

In whirls.

It crosses great oceans,

Both of

Thorns and bacons.

It’s colours fade

Yellow from jade.

Its veins go weak

With its minds meek

Breeze seem storm

Fierce in its form.

“Enough, dear wind.

Do me a favour.

Hold me in a bind

And please, never devour.

Allow me to float down

And down.

MAKE ME REST,

IN PEACE!!!”

The dear old leaf

Gets buried with grief.

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