the eager sound of why it began. same wind blowing in and out through the leaves. one by one they fall like snow flakes, little flakes of nothing falling to become somthing much more. life comes to the leaves as they fall, as it hits the ground it dies. only to turn to a seed, start all over again, we here this eager sound once again
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