on a day like this
when the birds
silng the song
of the wind that
blows with the force
of a million soilders
when the sun peeks through
the clumps
of clouds a grayish color
that threatens the life
of an innocent flower
when the leaves are slowly changing
the breeze is chilling
and the sun runs and hides
behind the mountains.
you love that feeling that you get
from a day like this.
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