When a leaf falls
A volition has ended,
The will to hold
Is lost
Of another purpose.
The death of a leaf,
The golden blaze of endings;
A return down the primordial pathway--
Something becoming nothing
As nothing once became everything.
The death of a leaf,
The golden blaze of endings;
A return down the primordial pathway--
Something becoming nothing
As nothing once became everything.
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