This poem is an Etheree. The poem contains ten lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 syllables.


of birds

into the

painted skyline.

The sunset slowly

catching the clouds ablaze.

A timelapsed photograph with

long exposure captures the scene,

but it quickly fades away only

existing as a distant memory.

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