I was walking through Östra Kyrkogården and the late summer sun was shining on the graves and memorials and there was a thin blanket of golden leaves on the ground. The air was still and the birds were singing and I listened intently. Suddenly, a leaf fell to the ground in front of me and everything else that has ever happened to me became irrelevant.
A leaf in the sunlight
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