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This path I walk
every day of my life
Familiar winds blow
Fallen leaves rustle
Swerving trees
greet me
Every day as usual
And a rose bloom
The blooming rose
glorifies my life
glitters my path
in bonded familiarity
and curious beauty
I trot this path
ever hence
in happiness
and contentment
but now, gradually
the rose is wilting
day by day fading
the warmth is vanishing
and coldness spreading
Mystery overwhelms me
as no hearts speak and no words I hear
My thoughts dwindle
Will it vanish totally some day?
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