This was a really nice little piece. It's not quite poetic-prose as far as the wording, but it is poetic in the way you approach and look at things. I love the in-betweenness of it.

For such a short piece, you pulled off two time periods well. While the flashback takes up more space, they're really dependent on each other, and neither one overshadows the other.

[They were grey shapes frozen against grey sky in that moment before day began, when dreams dripped from each leaf like dew.] Love this line!

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