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Squirrels crunch the last acorns
My loves sleep while the day wakes
Cherished silence and fragility.
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The trees’ last leaves
Peace in the sunrise.
A passing breeze
Beautiful surprise.
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An anxious world full of pain
It won’t last forever
Sun pierced clouds brighten.
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Sunlight through the leaves
Dancing in the breeze.
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Staring through the morning
Sunshine through the curtains
Cicadasongs through the trees.