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The wind carries colors
no one remembers anymore,
a murmur of burnt orange laughter,
a sigh of blue that once touched your hand.
Every leaf becomes a small messenger,
flying toward a sky
that has waited all year
to glow for you.
And somewhere in the drifting,
a forgotten wish wakes,
stretching its delicate arms
into the watercolor light.
If you listen closely,
you can hear your own heart
learning how to fly again.
