You Will Feel It Later
You changed your colors, so I sat you free...
It did same when leaves did this to tree...
Who abandoned their branches and became history...
Who stood firm, who fell down, its another mystery...
Winter will pass soon, tree will heal...
But what you lost, ever you will feel...
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