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bored leaves play charades on their tree with sun and wind, becoming dark targets of rustling emeralds shot through with diamond bullets, or lanterns soothing the steel blue fear of lowering clouds with a soft glow of hope. shears of sun cut green tinfoil leaves to shimmer around a dance floor of wind until evening quietly melds a puzzle of lumpy whispers into a whole.
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Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
LEAF GAMES
bored leaves play charades on their tree with sun and wind, becoming dark targets of rustling emeralds shot through with diamond bullets, or lanterns soothing the steel blue fear of lowering clouds with a soft glow of hope. shears of sun cut green tinfoil leaves to shimmer around a dance floor of wind until evening quietly melds a puzzle of lumpy whispers into a whole.
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Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
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