birth & death

Birth, the beginning
Death, the end

New, fresh, vibrant, green
Old, crumbled, broken, grey

Both with blood, pain, tears

Anticipation, announcing hope for the future
Evasion, eventually yielding to the inevitable fact of life

Both keeping secret their itineraries

Ripening fullness in the sun
Rotting frailness in the twilight

Birth, the beginning
Death, the end

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