Watercolor Painting
In a cobalt sky,
Embellished with pallid clouds:
Leaden geese fly home.
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Migration arrow,
Sadly fades before my sight:
Recoiling farewells.
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The smell of old rain,
A pale past dwells in my soul:
Cycles of my life.
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For Brian's Intervals Contest
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