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Shadows of Gold

Light out of darkness.

Sends shadows dancing, through golden gossamer curves.

As if spun from pure sunlight, with beauty it is cursed., red velvet, glimpsed at the heart of each.

Fertility waiting.

Wanting for a butterfly, wind or bee.

When all are entwined

Nature’s beauty will thrive.

Another bloom, will live and die

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