K o m o r e b i

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The blinding sunlight
Invited itself in,
It's warming rays hit my back through
The crack in my curtains
Seeping and bleeding in
Like water

My bare feet
Trudge through the dead leaves
That Autumn left behind,
Crunching under my weight
Like snowflakes

My head tilts up
As sunlight filters through
The emerald leaves
Of the towering trees above
Komorebi

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