Rhythmic jingle plays,
the wind-chimes croon pure music,
subtle serenade.
the wind-chimes croon pure music,
subtle serenade.
Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly#Haiku #poetry prompt#Challenge
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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