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Hidden Seen

Fog rolls in
And waters steam up
Fall into a gentle flow

Early morning riches
Spilling over the waterway
Hused in frosty air

Black-capped chickadee sitting
On a bare oak tree branch
I thought he was there
On a second look
He was only a winter leaf!

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