After the rain stopped the wind arose,
a cool, fast breeze that almost feels
cold in the cool air of the afternoon,
after warm days filled with overflowing
sunlight, light unlike these brief beams
of pale gold flickering on and off
between the white clouds.
09.08.2024
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