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Through the autum leaves I float Appreciating the beauty of decay and rot Red and yellow and brown, the colors fading into one Who's to say what's beautiful, and what is not? Willows weep into the wind, sharring a sadness with my soul I wish I could die, and be like the leaves To be beautiful and to be free To live, to love, to loose, to sin...the story of my life Forever lost, tangled in Gods spider web A puddle of ice, it's water changed long ago into beautful crystals. And as the breeze flows throug my hair, I wonder, why can't I be beautiful too? To struggle is to die, to yeild is to starve...-Night Shade
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