Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

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WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, Feb 4, 2016<5 mins
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They separate,not like shards of shattered glass... but More like the leaves of autumn.. Fading away,falling down. Each finding its own color. Scarlet, copper , golden brown. Unsteady at first, Swaying on the way. But steady at last, as they land safe. Each falling leaf,has its story to tell. About the warm sun shine, & how The little rain drops felt. How they changed shades, and How they danced... As slowly On different parts of the world they land. The proud tree watches, she knows they'll find their way... As the snow blankets,Hiding them away. Protecting and shielding, until the day.. The spring breaks through and the fallen leaves now shine , In form of Lil buds and flowers so beautiful so divine. We will find our way. Soon, if not now. Some day, some way. Some where ,some how.
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„The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?", she asked, the sound of her voice strained, as if she hadn't been talking for a long time. The boy sat next to her, staring forward into the leaving sun. He didn't even look at the young woman when she spoke. Yet still he could feel himself, only a small part of himself, longing to hear more of her voice. It used to calm him down, singing soft lullabies whenever nightmares haunted him, or telling stories to him and his brother. It was the only comfort he could rely on. And he ended it before it could poison him. Silence filled the vast empty space. Only a single Rowan tree swayed in the non existent wind, its branches reaching down where the two figures sat, sheltering them from any harm that may come their way. It was time to leave this place again. He couldn't stay here for long. He hugged his knees tight, unconsciously swaying back and forth as he did so. Maybe, if he hugged himself hard enough, he could stay here and listen to one of her stories again? Just one short story. His efforts were in vain. He realized that when his hands and feet started to disappear, just like they have done thousands of times before. There was no way things could continue the way they were now. He knew he had to stop, but a selfish part of him was still holding onto that hope that everything would be okay once he opened his eyes. „Auntie,", he said, preparing his next words. „I... really prefer sunrises." 0101011101101111011100100110110001100100011100000110110001100101011000010111001101100101011100110110000101110110011001010110110101100101

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