Written 26th July, 2026 for Bite Size no. 150 Poetry Contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
Through veined leaves of gold, A pale light falters. Fragile truths begin to break. Each breath a failing vow. Love lingers, nearly gone, Listening souls go dim.
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