Showing posts with label sedoka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sedoka. Show all posts
till we meet again
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naquillity,
poesaics,
sedoka,
till we meet again
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seep through the slow, earmarked clouds;
Heaven's rhythm is idle.
she lingers somewhere
between daylight and goodbye;
arrivederci, my love.
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