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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1112639

A poem about the brevity of life.

I am one leaf upon the tree,
there are a million more like me.
Too soon the frost will cut me down...
to lie upon the cold, hard ground.

The cold, twin-edged blade of Death
will chill my soul, retard my breath.
The question here, from what I see,
will anyone remember me?
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