If leaves change color and fall to signal the end of the year, what "grand finale" would I like to see in myself that is similar? I would love to put down the weight. To let it fall. I don't want to carry it around any more. It is heavy and I am tired. I don't want it anymore. I want it to fall and to have a time of down. Then blossoms. Any color. Just blossom.
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