Pale Echo
Once upon a time
a tree was crowned with pink blossoms
red robes and chimes.
One by one they ceased to exist.
branches bared -cold as bone
melodies lay fleeced.
Stream gathering souls
song burnished with pale echo
pool of silenced dreams.
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