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Handmade22 november 2023
A Summer's Stroke
Don't come near sea,
I ask the moon, braless―
in love galore.
What will you see
in eyes of the burning sun―
rising very sadly?
It was writer's cramp,
coming at shrine of snow
god under dark clouds.
22 november 2023
Don't come near sea,
I ask the moon, braless―
in love galore.
What will you see
in eyes of the burning sun―
rising very sadly?
It was writer's cramp,
coming at shrine of snow
god under dark clouds.