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internal countdown beginslike ants to freshly landedsugar crystallike sunflower to rising sunpeeping from coverlike expectant pyjama'd tykeon Christma..
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Under the golden boughs of ancient trees, autumn sighs,As leaves descend in a swirling, endless ballet,The earth receives them with a gentle embrace,w..
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Discarded thoughts collide,cast aside once too many times;now stride across crumpled sheets,from creative springs that rise,fuelling the pen and paper..
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a sail without its windprevailing and oars without watersdeep within heaving chestspraying cheeks moist
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Glimmer of FrostMy experience with silver and gold,Just a sliver, so cold.Der Winter ist kalt,Where the wealth of winter glows,A glimmer of frost,In a..
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Interlaced Double Poem, well mostly…
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Lichen, you are the quiet conqueror,Settling where others cannot,On barren rock and ancient trees,You weave your tapestry.In shades of green and gray,..
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Through the politics of dancing,In every step, bonds advancing.From acquaintance to a lover’s dream,In rhythm’s hold, we’re caught i..
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That hamlet where mum's lineage dwells,Ancestral ruins, where silence swells.Foundation stumps, a faint design,A phenomenon strange, yet mine.History ..
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In Chapter One, the vibrant marketplace of the grand kingdom ow words buzzes with creativity as scribes share their stories and wisdom. Amidst the har..
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