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Clouds
Clouds weaving
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
Published 26th Feb 2022
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27th Feb 2022 4:06am
Dear TMW,
I very much enjoyed this poem. Being a fan of clouds it attracted my attention. Being a by product loneliness there was a relatable draw. Lovely write. H🌷
I very much enjoyed this poem. Being a fan of clouds it attracted my attention. Being a by product loneliness there was a relatable draw. Lovely write. H🌷
27th Feb 2022 6:51am
