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By JasonB6, Roslyn, NY

A rainbow fell down from the sky
In the form of leaves
And as the colors begin to die
I sit alone and grieve

Grieve for the leaves that fell
For the trees that are now bare
For the ringing of death's bell
For the fact that no one cares

But then inspiration shatters grief
And I go to fetch some glue
For I will adhere each tree and leaf
And the rainbow will be renewed

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