My bay
i come and write herequite like a mermaid
who sits on its shore
and then disappears
before she surfaces again
in need for her air supply
And it continues
this cha cha cha between
letting things happen
and make things happen
while i just come here
to sit and enjoy the show.
Poetry by Sona

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Written on 2024-10-09 at 18:22




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