Butterflies swirled and danced in the fury of the early autumn winds, intermingled with the falling reds and golds in sunlight.
Tanka poetry
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Butterflies swirled and danced in the fury of the early autumn winds, intermingled with the falling reds and golds in sunlight.
Tanka poetry
Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.