Shift Of Perspective

🌫On a chilled September's day ,

the air seems very still and calm.

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I reminisce the Summer's night

like a shadow collection

of dingy photographs.

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A peculiar mist blurs my vision,

the expansive aura

contributes lenience.

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Symphonic winds

breeze through the roots of my curls ,

justifying this state of euphoria.

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Benevolence strikes

up a conversation with resistance ,

combating the heed of sullen tinctures.

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No longer

feeling the heat

of forsaken merriments ,

I can now ease into curiosity.

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The eccentric image

of a compelling forthcoming

subdues my fatalistic stance.

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With serene oddity

ill-lit stratagems

now appear mundane ,

sought after indulgence

rekindles the flame.

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Open-hearted,

ready to receive

the overflow of divine blessings.

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Contagious to be

so renowned by bliss ,

my reimagined utopia

must be shared as a gift.

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Epitome of tranquility ,

the worries allay.

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Sensory souvenirs

as sweet as nectar

from the rind of a ripened honeydew

will leave vast sensations of gratitude.

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Yet a swift embrace

I nuzzle the pace ,

knowing I'm supported

each step of the way. 🌫