Copy ImageMakes me sad looking at the leaves on my vines turning gold and brown, the branches bare of fruit, but I know the leaves and the fruit will return next spring once more.But unlike lost love ,the love of writing,the love of nature ,the love of beauty,the love of life once its lost its lost forever, I hope i never ever lose that love
Lou Silluzio
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I don't remember when i was born.Death I haven't experienced yet.All I know is I'm here now and right up until my used by date comes , I'm going to shake that tree of life until every leaf falls off
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