Forever,
As the wind blows
And scatters small white fuzz.
Forever,
Whispering through the trees
Not really saying words.



Forever,
Like the ocean flows
Softly touching the shore.
Forever,
Looking for its end
Not knowing where to go.



Forever,
The way a flower blooms
And sends a fragrance pure.
Forever,
  Until it closes up
Dead by the chill of winter
The End of Forever
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