《Bruised》98

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It's as if our relationship is seasonal.

For awhile, our leaves are a vibrant emerald,

Firmly set on our branches.

For awhile, our leaves shift to a golden hue,

Falling from our stable branches.

But then our leaves vanish,

Gone from our frail branches.

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