Crimson. Orange. Yellow.
Colorful raindrops descend.
May you rest in peace.
How does it work?
I love this take on the prompt.
I wasn’t looking forward to all the leaf poems I knew were gonna come for this challenge, but you’re proving me wrong. Well done!
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I love this take on the prompt.
I wasn’t looking forward to all the leaf poems I knew were gonna come for this challenge, but you’re proving me wrong. Well done!