So graceful, you come floating in On the current of the wind So many left behind; you're on single leaf The others to remain; that's your belief You are free to roam; you are God's gift To touch those hearts, that you may lift Your beauty and nature, they will cherish Until the next wind, their hearts will perish To leave them behind, alone without you They wonder where you are, and what you do Never to return to the tree, the limb The leaf, floating on the current of the windBirth sign: Leo
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