Colors seem so important
like words on blank paper
that fill reality as a paint brush
moves reality forward
The worth of many sparrows
trillions of living articles
remain less than infinity
constructed with a tide of waves
Numbered tomorrows
filling in forms
portraits presented in being
amid a diurnal spectrum of time
Falls of Octobers
spill with Niagral flow
taking leaves in flight
over edge space crenelations.
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