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Nº 779 Poems

Camouflage

Painting by Leonid Afremov

Wind blew

the fallen leaves

death took over

the sidewalk when

my mind

ran to your smile

suddenly I saw the strange

dance leaves had just commenced

in front of my eyes

and in the slumber

of their death

as if alive they sang

nothing dies

life only changes

its rhythm and dress.

Manolis, (Crete)

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