Disintegrating pink ribbons streak the air.
Twisting cliffs are draped in a translucent purple.
A hazy indigo is spraying on the horizon.
Puffs of peach foreshadow the last hurrah.
A dark purple cotton candy blimp meanders through the sky.
I let myself be wrapped in the white icy breath of the wind.
This marvelous transformation has flooded my senses.
There is no space for feeling when your eyes are stuffed with inspiration.
The last of the day's tail fades out as I pull my bag tight.
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