and so another maple leaf passes by me
floating effortlessly in the river as it goes out of sight
and cant help but think how many more leaves will
i get to watch come to me then pass me by
i am in the same river as they and still
i watch them all as they proceed
this is obviously not finished yet, but oh well
posting it anyway and then will either finish it
or just scrap it and move on
it's speaking of friendships and how
for some of us they come and go
no matter how much it happens it's usually tough
especially when it's a close friend, a best friend
and then you dont have that one person you can talk to
anymore
anyway i will finish it(as if anyone actually reads this thing)
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