There are some leaves That have not fallen yet, but Most of them fell so fast Simply because that's the way with them... One leaf after another fall rapidly Due to our persistence and due to our insistence on Having a pretty Spring for others... Those fallen leaves are clearly visible In front of our eyes and They are scattered in all directions... That evergreen tree is no more Simply because it has fallen... There will be another tree That will replace that fallen one anytime... _____________________________________________________________________
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