Like tiny red wind chimes that sing in the cool seasonal breeze and echo the plight of the falling leaves.
Inside the heartbeat of a leaf shocked to find the life line slowly cut off.
Suspended enticement like a lure takes a victim to a new unimagined world the colour purple beckons for something to enter.
Dance of dew drops take on a shape dictated by law written by no hand but able to contain the flow.
the other
when separation
creates visual tension
and two sides combine
consumed by comparison
mind forgets about empty
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