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Description
The sun has cast its
warmth upon my back,
longing to reach my shadow
stretched out before me.
A chilled breeze glides
its fingers over my skin,
faintly brushing the tiny
hairs on my arms -
almost like a butterfly's
light footsteps.
Trees echo softly -
bare-branched though they are
and life is just a
quiet murmur, soon to
be resurrected...

Description
The sun has cast its
warmth upon my back,
longing to reach my shadow
stretched out before me.
A chilled breeze glides
its fingers over my skin,
faintly brushing the tiny
hairs on my arms -
almost like a butterfly's
light footsteps.
Trees echo softly -
bare-branched though they are
and life is just a
quiet murmur, soon to
be resurrected...