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Morning Rain
Light breakfast of bread. The cloud, the rain.
Damp the lingering nectar scent. Sunbirds, crows.
She hums to their melodious cry. The northerly, blows.
The lover's wine in her deep wound. The rain, again.
Damp the lingering nectar scent. Sunbirds, crows.
She hums to their melodious cry. The northerly, blows.
The lover's wine in her deep wound. The rain, again.
Published 16th Mar 2014
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16th Mar 2014 12:59pm
a piece that leaves
a little melancholy
grace on the table...
a scene setter, I like
it very much...
a little melancholy
grace on the table...
a scene setter, I like
it very much...
16th Mar 2014 2:17pm
16th Mar 2014 2:20pm
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16th Mar 2014 8:46pm
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