twenty five

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do you ever notice

how the moon reflects on the sea?

the silver streaks gently resting on the surface of the water.

do you ever look at how the leaves fall

off of the branches?

landing delicately on the ground.

do you ever watch the rain drops

cascading down the windows?

do you ever see how she is sad

behind her smile?

she was the moon, 

shining light.

she became the leaves,

changing and falling.

she is the rain,

descending

faster and faster,

until it all comes down.

- h.k.p

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