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With each descent of a leaf, there is a fleeting beauty—a moment suspended, a pause before it succumbs to gravity’s indifferent call. Photo: Tousef

Murmur of musings | Autumn leaves, of red and gold

Autumn’s fallen leaves intertwine nature's melancholy descent with romantic and philosophical meditations on love, loss, and the transience of beauty

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