Heaviness
Tired
Drooping eyes
Melting lips
My head pounds
Body fails
I can't think too much
Humid air
Cracked smiles
Hot tears boil behind my eyelids
They don't fall
The leaves do
They flutter softly
Dangerously quiet
Staggeringly beautiful
Before they die
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Contemplation
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