Cycle

Life is a cycle

Its nothing like the crunch of the leafs
The crunch is a sign of something new
Something we have been through before 
But its not ever-lasting because nothing ever last

Everything always goes dull and shady 
But not the shade that hides you from the light
Its a dark shade that aches your bones
But before long 

Everything changes and your life gets brighter
You know the change not by sight 
But by feel, the feel of no longer being in the shade
Its a warm change like something good is about to happen and it steadily increases
To the laughter and the sound of splashing 
With nothing but joy

But like everything else all good things must come to an end 
and the cycle repeats
and the cycle never changes
Its life

The End

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