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Written by Camilla Bubeyeva, 11/11/2024
The bright colours blaze my eyes,
As if there is a tiny sun inside of them,
A tiny universe,
Not unlike the one I am in,
The white clouds above me,
Continue to glide,
As the vibrant leaves,
Continue their dance,
They,
Glide,
Glide,
Glide,
Down,
The trees are like paintbrushes,
Filled with so many colours,
But those
Vivid pallets,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
An artist paints,
A tapestry under my feet,
As I smell the fresh breeze,
As if I am standing near the sea,
I hear the murmuring wind,
Singing in tune,
With the rhythmic crunch
That I hear,
After every step I take,
Somewhere,
In the distance,
A crow calls out,
Breaking the motionless silence,
That surrounds me like an ocean surrounds an island,
An echo rings out,
Teasing the crow,
As it repeats,
And repeats,
And then,
The air is still once more,
The wind doesn’t whistle,
The leaves do not twirl,
Just the beautiful colors,
The colors of autumn,
Continue to blaze,
With the soon setting sun.
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