Falling leaves

Good times fled like autumn leaves

the journey ended before the trees were counted

free falling it was

to scale heights never traversed before

one chilly gaze could freeze a fiery heart

those snug moments can warm a cold night like today

springs and fall, how many to number

not all is strewn

a crumpled page

and an unread poem

crumpled-paper

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