Why did it die under my tree?

Under the tree,
where I usually sleep,
I found one day,
a rotten leaf,
It looked as if it travelled,
from far,
because it did not look,
like any of my tree,
And I wondered where,
must it had travelled from,
how many winds it must have felt,
and why did it travel,
it must have known,
the journey that it took,
what wonders it must have seen,
and why,
did it choose to die under my tree?

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