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Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Image by kenne

Mountain Winter Wind

Cold wind,
trees stripped bare.
Leaves fallen
become a blanket—
seeds sleep
in that dark warmth.

Still,
one primrose
pushes through—
yellow note
against the gray,
a small song
of duende.

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