grow

from the ground up

6.TWENTY-THREE.16

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A whisper of color remains

as the sun sets.

Dusky rose; as the sultry air of a summer

day begins to sink low.

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One thought on “6.TWENTY-THREE.16

  1. Is that a bee I see amongst the blossoms? A beautiful flower reflecting the light of day and soaking up the remaining sunshine.

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