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Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...

Friday, September 4, 2020

Ecstasy #haiku

The tidal surges, 
gushing ecstasy of love, 
till morrow’s sunrise. 







Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 
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