***Inspired by James Ciriaco.***
The break never seen
Yet the leaves still fall.
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Grey dawn
A dome on the world.
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Dark. Cold.
A star giving hope.
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Dirty, nasty, forbidden.
A thousand thoughts as one
Come
Before the rushing waves.
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Colliding realities
As I wade into the river.
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Stuff still stuck
To the soul of my dress shoe.
rushmorejudd 
Enjoyed this thank you
Do the trees feel the pain when the leaves tear themselves away and fall down?
I’ll ask them.
Kool…
It’s so amazing 😉 how Much sense one can make with only ten words