Careless Whisper of the Leaves

After the insects have fed on the leaf, its veins begin to show. Making it appear more beautiful and hollow. Just like a human soul without a guilty conscience.
After the insects have fed on the leaf, its veins begin to show. Making it appear more beautiful and hollow. Just like a human soul without a guilty conscience.
I am a soulful woman who loves to conjure up my thoughts and write. I thoroughly enjoy creating art and expressing myself through words. I believe words have a certain kind of melody that can be understood by everybody.
I enjoy observing the raindrops competing with each other to slide down the window sill. And the leaves drenched by the rains which often appear like a chandelier. Reaching the bus stop early for that unoccupied window seat, so I can enjoy the live-theatre view in the bus. These little things, they make me.
Only when the last bird will take its flight, the entire humankind will cheer, weep and applaud.
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