Dim light
glowing sliver
flows through the quivering leaves
they're hurting inside
on the brink of
winter
"cold is coming,"
they whisper.
but they stay anyways
silver shadows
a fleeting bird
all indeniable warnings go unheeded.
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Dim light
glowing sliver
flows through the quivering leaves
they're hurting inside
on the brink of
winter
"cold is coming,"
they whisper.
but they stay anyways
silver shadows
a fleeting bird
all indeniable warnings go unheeded.