[postcard no 3]
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All the leaves were swallowed by the ground. Some of them still long for its embrace, and lay somehow impatiently at my feet. They can remember your footsteps.
When I looked in the mirror today, I saw myself more beautiful than before.
Then noticed two stubborn leaves in a sea of emptiness, beauty and terror.
They reminded me of us.