Fall Like Leaves
Apples don't fall far from the tree, and leaves aren't meant to leave the branches.
But pollen is carried far by bees, and leaves are often freed by chances.
No one can say how the wind blows, but we can oft say it dances.
What was meant to live on ground touches the heavens through wind's advances.
Leaves don't fall, they fly, and fate isn't fixed, it branches.
Take a chance be blind and fly.
You don't always need the answers.
QUOTE 7
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