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The fallen leaves go fetal and stiffen
Or fall asleep like a cat in midstretch--

Relaxed from fists that once punched through to something
The trees are fingers fast forgetting why--

The colors are brighter when you give up
Is the lesson all round--the blue skies
Gave up long ago--what's the wind but a falling sideways?

Drift with the rest say the rocks
Climbed up on the shore to dry
From the fading heats of the core--fire
God set to his papers before blowing town