You exist 

So do I.

Reminding me of who I am

Where I come from

Faces are many 

Now I see them all

Not all at once

But piece by piece 

I rebuild the story

Few will ignore

Rest will try more than others

But when leaves change color

So will I 

Our existence still entwined 

Only in stories we 

Hide 

And try to forget.

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