Don't pick me up

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Some people are like towers
Shaking the world as they fall apart
I'm not one of them
When I fall I'm like an autumn leaf
No one notices because there is so many of us
Unless we lend right on your hand
Leaves are made to fall every year
It surprises no one anymore
We are quiet and tricky
Getting carried away by the wind
The only testimony of our origins is us
Every fall is an end and a beggining
But leaves regrow every year
Towers take much longer
And while an only leaf isn't missed
The whole of us makes them remember
Every fall matters in the end

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