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Dance of Leaves MAG

July 18, 2015
By KyStur55 BRONZE, Eagan, Minnesota
KyStur55 BRONZE, Eagan, Minnesota
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We pass, cradled soft.
Intercepting leaps and bounds.
Then rest amongst them.

Observed by creatures.
Far they stare in temptation.
Anticipation.

Flight of the shy deer.
Wind rushes past, pushing us.
Up into the sky.

Vortex of color.
Soft, vibrant, as the sun beams.
In part-time they soar.

Down in our shelter
they land, and sink to the smell
of apples and spice.

The air outside warms.
Inside lies a family feast.
They lift themselves free.



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