Kamorebi Slivers

The last rose clipped

Smothered by their mother

To heartless smithereens

 

Yet they still extend

Their hidden rings

Snapped by the unwed trees

 

Kamorebi slivers

Bleed their honest blues

Ricochet into the resting

Wanderer’s eyes

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