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White plumerias fall like moths fluttering the light Of a crescent moon.
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 6:51 AM UTC
[ Haiku ]
White plumerias fall like moths fluttering the light Of a crescent moon.
Moths started to fly over and around. I feel sleepy. I see a crescent moon. But I look at the white Plumeria flowers falling gently before everything else.
janrypurplebuilt
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seaside of wildflowers
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 6:51 AM UTC
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