one of many branches
fallen from the tree
one of many blades of grass
losing all its green
one of many feathers
taken from a flight
one of many rays
burning all in sight
one of many rocks
piled upon the gravel
one of many footsteps
trailed behind by travel
one of many memories
lost within the time
one of many lovers
weakest at the prime
♥ erato
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