When summer turns to fall
And the leaves change color and fall from the trees --
Trees rooted strongly in the earth
The crisp, dead leaves fall to ... to earth
The firmament a bed for those delicate remnants of life
Crunch! Crunch!
A child frolics to and fro, oblivious to what was once alive
The fabulous mind of a child:
Carefree, drug free, alcohol free
Simple, untarnished, mitigated
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