Eusebeia Philos
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Friday, October 18, 2013
Flying Leafs
Driving on the familiar road
in early morning absorption,
living again after
night's temporary death,
the sky swirled high
with weaving leafs
till the spell
turned them back
to sparrows by the hundreds
©Eusebeia Philos 2013
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