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Dancing Leaves

  • DailyDahlia
  • May 30, 2018
  • 1 min read

In the serenity of the morning, they swayed; Gently at first then like an oldie but goodie folk song, the rhythm picked up; They grappled each other, touching, teasing; Each seeming to sparkle and strengthen just that bit more with each contact; The branches sturdy, holding under their invigorating tango.

 
 
 

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