Th
e L (red, as the faltering sun on a fading autumn day)
ea
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s f (so slow, a blithe dancer in
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ng
do the crisp sunlight that's naught but a gentle spray )
wn
,
to rest on the cool forest ground.
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That was neat
I liked this. As the subject says, it was neat. :)
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."