Thursday, April 21, 2011


Often when I walk, I walk with my head down. Thinking. Searching. Observing. I saw remnants of what once was. I was sad for this leaf, and what it used to be. I wonder what storms it has weathered. What elements it has been exposed to. It's not the same, but the impression it has left on the concrete will last. Always. Bittersweet.

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