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Like the leaves of a tree

I’m sitting alone, staring at a tree
It has got almost no leaves left
It’s old
Very old
It can die any day now

Am I like that tree?
I know I’m not old
but I sure can die any day
And perhaps you could say that
the leaves on that tree is like pieces of me
pieces that disappears
one by one

There’s not many pieces of me left now
What will happen when every single one of them is gone?
Will I die?
Or will I just become invisible again?

I don’t want to become invisible again
I don’t
I won’t




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Publicerad 2006-10-10 22:49



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