Nature's cohesiveness that amaze the depth of the swaying and swirling soul. Awhile the fall of the leaves that have withered settle and resettle beneath and underneath the tree. When the wind blows connoting the advance and derive of their journeying that might shiver and quiver the depth of soul. If the perceive of the treading soul unaware or aware of the follow. The soft friction upon the surface the sound and resound of the timely or untimely. Departure and nurture that's drawn to the ears awhile the heartbeat vein emotions and thoughts.
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