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The Beauty In Decay
Dead leaves dance in the wind and embrace
As it takes them to a recent place
Their beauty is in decay, yet still alive
A reminder that all things must thrive.
The last flower of the season stands alone
Withered and fading, its beauty is now gone
But its vibrant colors remain in my memory
A symbol of life's fleeting energy.
The trees shed their leaves, one by one
As they prepare for a season undone
But their naked branches reach up high
A testament to the strength that never dies.
The world around us may acerbate and evolve
But life's cycle continues to revolve
From birth to growth to death and decay
A constant reminder to live each day.
So let the wind carry you wherever it may
Embrace the beauty in every decay
Even in death, there is still life
A reminder to cherish every moment and every strife.
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Sotto Poet
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