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Phoenix Moore

Lights shine bright,
On a winter night.
The candlelight lights up the room.

Flowers bloom fast,
Their colors surpassed,
The expectations no one laid on them.

The sun is blinding,
The secret needs finding,
The key to open the door.

Leaves are flying,
They're acrobats that keep trying,
To impress passersby.

But what they should try to do is impress you.

(C) Phoenix Moore
10/21/2020


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