Sheets "Every leaf that falls, my closest final. My leaves have long color became a bitter, just like my heart. My body gets wet and rots on the inside, leaving only a shell of deceit and lies. There is not anything around me, I'm only in this endless plain, hoping that one day my flowers to come back and shine again as before. The day that I part with you for ever close, but I know that a new tree will sprout near you, and protect you as I have been doing now. "
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