An Illusion
H Heather Burns
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As a mist gathers
on the ocean
the sun warms
you blush.
A tide sweeps in
hitting the shore
your face in the
waves.
The sun brightly
shines
in the heat, you
melt.
A breeze grabs a
leaf
whirls it away
you fly.
A violent storm
gathers the clouds
you float.
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