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She wanted to accept the award with alacrity, but she couldn't make it to the award ceremony.
1) As I sat on what I thought was my deathbed, I believed that leaf was connected to my life force. That once it became dry and fell, I would die along with it.
2) The leaf was special to me because I believed that we were the same. Just waiting for the day we were blown away in an angry storm. We both were just barely hanging on until we died.
Hope this helps! If you need me to change anything just let me know, and I'll be happy to switch up my answer a bit! :D
(A) would be best: An extended narrative poem about the deeds of heroes.
