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Saturday, October 8, 2016
The Solitary Leaf
Lying in the shallow water pool
barely rippling the surface,
looking brown and wrinkled,
waiting patiently for its friends to join,
thought the solitary maple leaf:
"My end is the beginning of new life.."
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