P - Picture Perfect
Just when they were at the concrete bend
I put away the parched leaves first
Below the white enveloping shroud
Followed by the dried twigs
And the barren broken branches
Concealed behind the lush vibrant crimson leaves
While camouflaging the rough edges
Of the hammered bolts and the splintered rocks
With the cold metal laid there steadfast
Among the myriad dreamy snowflakes
The peeled paint and the scarred cracks remained
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