The scent of spring greets my senses. I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I breathe out the air and open my eyes. I sit on the bench under the beautiful green tree. Wind encloses my body and the chill reaches my insides. I am staring at green field in front of me when a single dry leaf falls in my lap. I touch the leaf. It is cold, the coldest thing I’ve ever felt. I look up at the tree. The leaves sway round and round, avoiding each other’s skin. I let out a sigh. The single leaf is the brave one to speak out the unspoken perceptions and memories, it’s been scared of to say.


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