When I see a fallen leaf
I feel much more than the tree
The fallen leaf so large and brown
The tree also though bound to the ground
The leaf is more triumphant alone
Amongst its other leaves on stones
Apart from the tree that gave it life
It still has a life but redefined
Triumphant and still living it lies
Beautiful, large, crisp
The leaf is more glorious than the tree.
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