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Window Pattern

Outside the window, breeze and tree lay a pattern over me. Leaves and boughs are all I see.

Along a path of sky crisscrossed, they are gently turned and tossed - a world in which my thoughts get lost.

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I watch the branches bow and swing. Immersed in them, I cannot bring myself beyond this perfect thing.