Though flawed, yet stunning,
the sunkissed-memory lane,
too much and too fast.
Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly#Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #255
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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