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...when the fall becomes you... — Description
she keeps falling
down
the black hole
and
golden leaves
burnt by the sun
swirl around her
like memories
dying
in a dance

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loneliness doesn't ring
it whispers
in silent cold air
and the wind carries
the voice
of leaves
as a heavy burden
of
the lost soul

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soft pastels and white pencil on black paper