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Stupid Poets

The unrelenting tides of time shall consume us slowly with its up's and down's. There will times when we find ourselves riding the waves and there will be times wherein we drown.

Why do leaves fall in Autumn? You will ask me someday, and I shall say, these are springtime tears that plodded through summer until the fear of winter drove them away!!

Stupid Poets!!! You will say... and then as usual, run away.

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  1. No running away from poetic thoughts... Keep them coming.
    Jerral

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  2. Such a beautiful way to describe the fall Autumn :)

    And I hope you'll find reasons for her to stay.;)

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