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Leaves, hope and dreams (Free verse) by aliena

Fallen leaves on the ground Are shooed away by the wind Sliding tumbling they go Down the road, swishing crackling Crunching sounds as they are crushed By footsteps and tires And the low rumbling thunder reverbarating like a distant jet approaching Mourns all things crushed and fallen Leaves, hope and dreams

Luzr 1-Apr-04/9:01 AM
Whose doing the mourning? No vote for now




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