
A leaf flutters from a tall tree,
Free for ten blinks of an eye.
He doesn’t see it rest gently
At his feet,
Having lost interest
To the consumption of time
He’ll never get back
In a forest he never
Wanted to be in.
Such is the fool’s way.
Life perspectives from a wandering mind
A leaf flutters from a tall tree,
Free for ten blinks of an eye.
He doesn’t see it rest gently
At his feet,
Having lost interest
To the consumption of time
He’ll never get back
In a forest he never
Wanted to be in.
Such is the fool’s way.
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