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Thoughts meander
like a stream through the woods.
A moment of sunlight,
A moment of shadow
Cast by the tallest trees.
A clear cool spring,
Bubbling over
Or standing still.
Deep dark pools.
Swirling leaves
In eddies
Among the fallen trees.
Nurturing all that grows within.
Reflecting all that is around.
Thunder clouds and
Wispy bits of angel wings.
Feathers that float on high,
Carried by breezes
To places yet unknown.



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