Like leaves in the wind, we wander...each our own but belonging to a path set before us, all pounding at eachother's fates, directing one another in a chorus on the tempest of life towards the grand finale faced us all, each note, each leaf, crumbled to oblivion at it's own time and place, each it's own symphony played out to a requiem pushing on the winds of life to further days until the end of time.
~written at the request of Onion Princess
burrito sama Community Member 
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