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"The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up, as if orchards are dying high in space. Each leaf falls as if it were motioning 'no.' And tonight the heavy earth is falling away from all the other stars in the loneliness. And yet there is Someone, whose hands,infinitely calm, hold up all the falling." Rainer Maria Rilke

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...The Brevity of the Fall...

Russet gold haphazardly fall to the ground, with an artless grace that the most accomplished ballerina will find difficult to match.