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5d · 162
Strange
Strange flowers
with a strange hue.
Strange birds over them flew.
From a strange leaf dripped a strange a morning dew.
Still nothing stranger...
than an estranged you.


A time revisited.
7d · 330
Any day
So today made a pact with tomorrow
to run away.
Gently closing the door as I lay.
Leaving me here alone with yesterday.

— The End —