This piece was inspired by a statement a friend made in a WhatsApp chat: "Funny how we grow and old friends fall off and new ones come.."
Behold, my response:
Leaves of a tree.
Fall, winter, spring, summer.
And the cycle continues.
Sometimes, like a leaf preserved in the pages of a book,
We're able to hold on to the important elements of our todays for tomorrow.
And at other times,
The moments fade away
And stay but a memory.
Nevertheless, they help shape and mold us
For what is yet to come
In the mysterious unknown.
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