Renewal. Hope. Growth.
Falling leaves whisper of change.
Wisdom sheds its skin.
How does it work?
Lovely!
Change is positive, we only have to investigate
Loved that final line, taking such an indelible image of trees and expanding it
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Comments (3)
Lovely!
Change is positive, we only have to investigate
Loved that final line, taking such an indelible image of trees and expanding it