Fallen

The seed that falls

out of the tree

the rain that falls

waters the seed

the night that falls

it cools the earth

and sets the stage for another birth

So all must fall

so life can rise

as we must have lows

to feel the highs

so to fall in love

is to be reborn

to shed our skin

thats scarred and torn

and open up to life anew

where nothing is as you once knew.

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