on Thursday, November 1, 2007 at 11:34pm
Fall is coming, leaves are falling.
It is almost the first time I can hear the seasons change.
I had lived in cities in which there are more people than factory pipes and more pipes than trees.
I knew the leaves fell, within the time interval I was sitting in cells of reinforced concrete named classroom.
Now, I know, the falling leaves can produce sound that sounds like little rain with low count density but heavy mean drop mass.
May the old me falls every night and a new one is
reborn every morning.
It is almost the first time I can hear the seasons change.
I had lived in cities in which there are more people than factory pipes and more pipes than trees.
I knew the leaves fell, within the time interval I was sitting in cells of reinforced concrete named classroom.
Now, I know, the falling leaves can produce sound that sounds like little rain with low count density but heavy mean drop mass.
May the old me falls every night and a new one is
reborn every morning.
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