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Nov 2021
stray thoughts
born from the blue
become daisies when
the sun shines through;
a dark age unravelling
the Elysian fields
from existential glooms
come ethereal yields..
Completing my 100th poem on a high note!
Written by
dilshé  18/F/~ look behind you
(18/F/~ look behind you)   
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