@Ana
Once in the woods bones were leaves of all colors.
As they floated in the ground, wet and clean, the sunset was fulfilled by their presence.
Voices of light traveled through the branches. The loneliness of the fields became a distant memory. Birds increase even more their dance, as they were moved by such gentle souls.
A smile of life they share.
And as they went away the woods embrace night in an Autumn dream.
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