The Rooftop

 

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A snow tipped mountain,

Far away,

Sees the adventurer,

A small spec, indistinguishable from this distance,

But still clearly seen by a mind filled with imagination.

 

Taken away from it all,

The shadows cast from a rising sun,

Emphasize the painting brush which is the wind,

Forcing snowflakes to stay or leave,

According to a breath from above.

 

All this through my window, and my neighbor’s roof.

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