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In the Fall, I believe that trees mourn. It is a time where they begin to lose their splendor and soon become bare with uncovered branches. The base (the tree itself) has to say goodbye to all of the leaves that had been with it for so long and watch them fall to the grow and wither away one by one. But the trees do this process in the most beautiful way possible, don't they?

Description
In the Fall, I believe that trees mourn. It is a time where they begin to lose their splendor and soon become bare with uncovered branches. The base (the tree itself) has to say goodbye to all of the leaves that had been with it for so long and watch them fall to the grow and wither away one by one. But the trees do this process in the most beautiful way possible, don't they?