One by one they all fall,
Plucked down to the very last.
Never to be seen again as a whole
Even in many, it can only be seen as a whole.
Soon it will be gone
As the wind blows it away.
The beauty that once was, is no longer.
But the beauty will stay in out hearts.
Never together, but never apart
Is now gone, and can no longer,
Be one, once more.
Plucked away, and separated.
A beauty as one, but nothing as many
But many together make a beauty as one.
Once was apart is now a whole.
Now is a whole but last not much longer
The life is gone, and the time has passed
It soon will be gone
As another beautiful memory.
Only to be done once again to another.
Plucked away
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