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leafly
and shone
in the afterfall
my day a season of it
ask lotus or is it lily
who knows?
a fallen wing
a bark path
last shower come down
no one remembers
how we are overgrown
grown in
bright is named
for the sun here
a flicker on the floor
shadows cast again
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