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Feb 2016
Wistfully glancing...
Forlorn sky - bluest of blues;
A cosmic, black pit.

Grounds - desolated, old.
Mosses sprouting; here it is,
Dusky beginning.

Sad, withering tree.
An uncanny resemblance;
Beseeching for life.
peonies and daisies
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peonies and daisies  23/F/Manila, PH
(23/F/Manila, PH)   
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