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unexpected gray day
as the bus crosses over
clouds costal shores
occasional ray shining
I try the awakened mode
dreams brought me sweats
somewhere here shall
some rest be found
an island amidst
a calm sea small white
clouds running the sky
a vast prairie to roam
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c’est Belle
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merci π
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Ah, oui my Friend
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Very beautiful poem.
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Thank you, very happy you like it.
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Beautifully written π
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Thank you Akhiz π
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beautiful!
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π glad you like it!
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Peace among the clouds between sea and sky. Lovely.
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Thank you Jane.
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