Change
The world
is continuously
changing
around me
The earth is
our rock
our base
our home
but even the
ever strong
the
always there
changes
The seasons change
slowly merging
blending into
each other's customs
The flowers bloom
fated to live
in an endless cycle
of life
love
death
rebirth
The trees
lose leaves
to gain them
once more
People grow, too
changing
becoming older
more mature
death happens
hurt and pain
is existent
Everything changes,
but hopefully,
Not me.
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