The rustling of leaves is her
She moves like a cat slinking away in retreat
She is the smell of morning dew on a summers day
She sparks in a fire
She was born in the mist of spring
She leads you through a tunnel of leaves
She likes the sunset of all colors
She can unfold to be a colorful butterfly
Hidden behind her is a pathway to a rainbow
That shines like a star in the midnight sky
Color: Orange
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