My Leaves
I see them falling
but I can't make them stop
the seconds go with it
but I can't make them stop
all the colors and hues
all the reds and non-blues
but I can't make them stop
descending each minute
no two are exact
piling up high, making a hill
but I can't make them stop
I don't want this time to end
each one is making it go
faster to the colder way
to bring the snow again
but I can't make them stop
Do I really want to?
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