I saw a flower fall

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I saw a flower fall the other day. 
It was lovely, really. 
At first I noticed it from the corner of my eye, then I turned to see the sight. 
The petal just detached itself and floated effortlessly to the ground
       as if it finally decided to take that trip it had been planning for weeks. 
And there I was, charmed, watching it alight ever so gently upon the ground. 
Who am I to be graced with this vision? I thought. 
Of all the people in the world, I am the only one here to witness this beautiful event.
No one will ever see what I saw. 
The bright white.
       The gentle texture.
              The graceful motion.
                     The fading beauty. 
Yes, by now it is already gone. 
Gone from my sight and gone from the world. 
Yet it lives in my memory. Lives in these words. 
I saw a flower fall the other day. 
It was lovely, really. 

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