I change with the leaves
this fall
Reaching out for the sun
Holding on,

I change with the leaves 
last fall
Reaching out for the life through me

You wanted change 
in the time where change 
stays frozen.

I'm buried
This month
This Day 
This minute

But the leaves 
Keep reaching
You come back
And melt it away 
still feeling alone 
on cold winters ground.


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