Today, i found a leaf right on my door way
Where else i ponder, but from heaven
It has an jagged edge, uniformed but right
and the only color lustred, can be found so far
Last night a storm, a wind has brought it down
had set me ablaze for the rest of time.
For i searched every tree and branches around
without and but in vain.
Where else?
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