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Sugar Maple's Song The fresh green leaf's descent was senseless no breeze shoved away her grasp of branch a wilted lover said "it's time" and so she jumped She should have stayed claiming her small attachment to the branch stayed until the last strong gust of autumn danced her to an island far from wormwood but she chose to jump She now lies under bare branches all her greenery a mildewed heap her premature decay predictable as Spring she should have wanted more I think |
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