The flower long gone
The heart plucked by winters hand
And for a moment
Her pedals once soft again
Held behind closed eyes.
Apr 3, 2022
Apr 3, 2022 at 8:56 AM UTC
The flower long gone
The heart plucked by winters hand
And for a moment
Her pedals once soft again
Held behind closed eyes.
Tanka
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