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i dont even knowwhy do i write-
words, i exhale
into the air
to diasppear
like vapour
in an empty space
for them to float as cirrus
high up in the sky,
moving freely in space.
But if the earth beckons,
what then?
They touch down in a valley
as nimbus
and fall as rain.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2025-04-01 at 18:00
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