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Feb 2018
In twilight
the sickle moon,
waits for the dark.

What a ****.
Roses in bloom
watch haying.

Halix of life
uncoils, to warm
the man.

The butterflies
shiver in sun.
Fine weather.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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