A flock of sparrows brushed low over the cosmos. One petal swayed. I followed that movement one step.

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Footfall

The wind picked up the newspaper and set it down, so I stopped by the bench. What flew away was just a single page.

Ebb

Every time I step on a ginkgo leaf fallen on the roadside, autumn flattens a little more. By now, I might have walked a step or two myself.

Ridgeline

I saw a dragonfly leaning on a cosmos stem, steadying its weight. Its wings trembled in the wind once, twice, then it flew off, leaving the flower behind.

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