Finland | 22
You may not understand why i stop to watch the leaves fall,
there's another world and it beckons me with its call.
For years it has been knocking, calling only certain souls.
It's the whisper through the trees and the quiet breeze that rolls.
It's searching our humanity for the wild and restless brains,
for those that see greater beauty but also see the greater pain.
I am yet to meet anyone who knows this world as well
but the journey of the leaves have a lot stories to tell.
They spread hope from the people who entered this word to roam
but they liked it so much that they now call it their home.
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