Moving is a waterfall
Moving is a waterfall.
I am a leaf, picked up by the torrent of the flowing water and dropped at the bottom.
The gushing tears follow me down, down, down.
I leave my home tree behind, but take my stem to remember.
There are other leaves and trees at the bottom, but it’s not the same to me.
Eventually I get accustomed to the new trees, but I still miss the top of the waterfall.
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