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They are like a brief pause, a slight glance over your shoulder at something you were never really sure was there in the first place. They are tread upon with complete thoughtlessness where only one day earlier they were framed against the sky on the highest branches of the tree. Their temporary flash leaves an imprint in my mind, an idea that perhaps a few dramatic moments will linger longest out of a lifetime of steadiness.