The Imitators
red plumes, sunset blooms
since denim sky blues faded
lookalikes, sweet fumes
ever moving wind
fragrant and changing like sky
cedes to misty trend
reds, pinks, plums and golds
the world I knew went away
mimics unpatrolled
scarlet summer sass
red cardinal sings sultry
diamonds in green grass
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