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we are the dunes formed
by prevailing desert winds
of people and time
When read enough times
A paradox you will find
Hidden in plain sight
Half joke, half truth. Half me, half you.
Hundreds of years gone
With a few swings of an axe
Amber tears, so long...
So many ancient trees are lost each year. May this poem serve as both a memorial and a dedication to what has been lost.
Inhale mighty breath
the World waits, shudders, freezes
She breathes, tremors, quakes
miss you terribly
eating too much chocolate
not good for me ugh
My first try at Haiku. Despite stereotypes, men do this too.
The Sun is mellow

Vibrant  orange marigolds

Pleasant winter days
Diwali is round the corner , feeling festive :)
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