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With my eyes I trace the icy slice of a glistening lake which mirrors autumn’s sky. Its glacial blue enchants me. I almost taste the bracing breeze rustling trees’ surviving vivid leaves. Cool blue sky will soon succumb to dusk. Mauve merges with coral blossoms. I wait . . . watching and breathing in sublimity as sapphire captures sky. On its canvas heaven’s stars soon will dance.
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