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I dropped my wifi
on the blackbird
and it didn't feel so good
I was worried about him
in the present climate
I thought I would leave the door open
so he could call anytime
Happy days!
I’m getting old
it limits my pleasures…
I still feel young
behind these eyes…

I like to hike
out into nature…
I can climb
these hills for miles…

I’m getting old
beyond good measure
but I’m still young
behind these eyes!
Traveler 🧳 Tim
 Jan 2022 Sukanya Sinha Roy
lua
what once was
warm and close
like a kind flame dancing in the night
the heat of warm hands and
sunlight kissing the trees
now brews contempt
in murky waters
stirring, sloshing with the sliminess of greed.
I
hear
demons calling
cryptic rhymes in
voodoo chimes
  flesh eating foe
free
f
a
ll
i
n
g
.
Ergo
♀♂
.
The fabric of everything is made of beauty
expanding in the aesthetics of love!
So..
Give the whole world a hug!
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