Falling down

May 7, 2010
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One may say:
The world is inside of me,
It's my best friend.
But it's not today...
We take advantage,
Of what we have.
We mess around,
We've burned it down.
It's a hundred leaves,
Falling off the trees.
And as they flutter down,
To their grave.
They begin to wonder --
Can I be saved?

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