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Purple breeze

After rain,
the breeze came running,
and caressed my cheek,
and said nothing,
the dancing shadows of trees,
the glittering moonlight,
and a red leaf had lost its heart,
the everlasting magical world,
full of dripping water,
and raging tide,
the silence of the night breeze,
a line of running trees,
verses of red roses,
and fragrant loneliness,
a touch of sadness had dyed the fruits,
a thousand miles across the autumn sky,
the breeze came.


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