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The breeze,
the welcome breeze,
breathes gently in the autumn day
in spirals through the colours gay
when leaves to butterflies transform
caressing in a tinted swarm
delightfully.
The wind,
the playful wind,
hurls sea gulls in erratic flights,
adorns the sky with children's kites,
and wondrous, cloudy palimpsest –
kaleidoscopic ink blot test
of fantasy.
The storm,
the mighty storm,
builds battlements of thunderheads
unleashes violent gales that spread
its numbing hail and pelting rain
and lightning's incandescent flame
spectacularly.
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