Beautiful Death

You,
like the autumn leaves,
are dying.

Spectators gather
to admire the beautiful colors.

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  1. I don’t mind this.
    I mean, it is tragic. We become spectacles to the world around us.

    But you wrote it well, and that I don’t mind.

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