Regen:
An old world expires time toBreathe a different air
Patches of sky smile through the trees
Waving thawing branches in freed faces
All the locked up boxes breaking open
Hope spills out onto colorless streets
Now shouting light with dimensional palette prisms
Handless fingers stroke emotions
Grow stronger,, desires come true
An old world expires, time to:
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2022-05-01 at 15:12




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