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Change.
Change is the nature
Of all things.

The tree
Knows.
It's time is temporary,
Yet passes slowly
While all around
Speeds by.
Constantly.

Flowers and
Fruits and
Furry little creatures
Flit around on the
Forest
Floor.
Flickering in and out
Freely.

The tree sees,
Watches, and
Slowly joins in
The flurry.
Falling and
Decaying,
Leaving where it
Stood
Open to other things,
Finally,
Allowing new.