Time goes by
questions over questions
A leaf floats slowly
carried by a summer breeze
trough an open window.
What would I give to be in
the same place as this red leaf.
How would it feel to be carried
by a breeze to an unknown place.
Time goes by
questions over questions
and not a single answer ...
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