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Beginnings with endings all begin again Though people rarely tend to consider it, in their falling the leaves are a reminder that we are surrounded by death and new life, although the new life is harder to see than the death. The cycle of birth, life and ending. Humans are rather like leaves in a manner of speaking though we live longer our lives are just as brief, we are born, we grow, we live and eventually the time comes when death greets us. Then we are reborn into a new life to repeat the cycle rarely with the memories of the previous life. Humans have a habit of celebrating death but so much when it comes to life, when it comes to life it is often met with scorn by those who feel that life should be about hardship, hard work, reproduction and little else. As if death is their only motivation with the mindset that some heavenly award awaits their disdain for other people's lives. They must be quite disappointed to find out the truth. I was like that once, so hateful, so

Hello. Yes, you, hello. Probably thought you were alone here unseen amid the shadows but I can see you quite easily. You look cold and pretty hungry, I have food to spare as well as some water and I know somewhere that's warm. I'm not here to kill you if that's what you're thinking, that isn't my intention, I'm just here since I saw you needed help. I'm not going to harm you, let me help. It's a cold day for sure even for summer, the warmth is being pushed back by a strong cold wind and near relentless rain. It's looking to be like this for the next week, maybe longer. But I suppose you know that but you don't really feel it, your lack of heat is from another cause. Here, have this, it might warm you. I've heard it said that food is good for the soul even if it can add on the weight but such is, it's usually easier to gain weight than it is to lose it. Go ahead, have as much as you need, there's always more where that came from. So why are you here, what happened? I see

I need you to listen to me, please. Just stop what you're doing and listen to me, don't ignore me like you have done for years, don't dismiss me because you're scared of what I have to say. Please listen to me. I need you to stop living like this and let me go the rest of the way, you've done all you can and you're tired. So very tired. You've fought, you've bled, you've done so much when you shouldn't have had to while I was locked away pleading to be set free so that I could be the one to bear the blunt of everything. You never should have existed in the first place to be frank, you only exist because of this bizarre value that society places on body parts over the essence of a person. So let me take over and you can fade away if you want to, you can stop fighting. I've got this. I am, after all, the truth of you. I'm the one who's supposed to be facing whatever life brings as it's my life to live, not yours. You don't have to be scared for me any more, you don't have to