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Dec 14, 2007 15:26

I'm sorry for who I used to be.
I've never apologized before now. I've thought it.
But never mentioned it.
Truly. Sorry.
For whatever pain I've caused.
For whoever I've hurt.
I'm sorry.

it is the last leaf
left
on the last tree
on earth.
waiting. knowing.
its life is made for its fall.
its death is made of its rebirth.
scared in wind, in rain, in sun
as if light will both
save and ruin it.
maybe it will do both.
maybe its meant to do both.
scared now.
yet waiting for the silence of winter.
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