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Between the donwpours

Between two downpours, life quietly resumes—clothes flutter, umbrellas dry, and sunshine lends the valley a fleeting moment of warmth and ho...

Sunday, November 6, 2016

Whipping in whispers

Why did you choose me?
Little leaf born in autumn,
whipping in whispers.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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