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Cherished in tastebuds Everything from the mart shelves I bought happy sugar candies impromptu Too much salt seasoned the words Still the hunger for filling the pages Stringing those chords Though the air feels adventurous, crisp I am in need for the softness on lips And the assuring weight of
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1 At my wisdom's end gazing forward Still at a loss of scripts to mean so hard, So many lands may have passed though A sudden call from your semi–broken door to follow , Yearning for that blessed string from the farthest Already entered into, opening dull brain&
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I don't desire to lift the trophy for my aches I had nights of haunting and terrible storm those with retakes So I close my eyes to find my nightingale and offsprings of tree inhabitants And breathed in vision to search for the finest blooms, the season'
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Only headlights are seen at the day's epilogue Those pierce the spell of powdered fog As angels’ sighs fall down but thy North Star Holds hands to pass the vision straight ,clearer The spiral web the spider's abode Caught the mist in droplet’s code Wisest
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Please be a little slow, oh summer ! In sunflower fields , sleep a little, oh summer ! On mangoes and jackfruit logs where bees buzz and stuck With thy warmth lives bloomed with the grandeur of luck. Shaking of the drunken drowsiness of Spring . All in a tune those sun soaked afternoons
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Not a roaring thunder neither a hailing frost It's a March awakening with sunshine of joy While each sound insists to be that friend whose path yet not crossed With mine; winding leaves,survived seedlings. Distracted my thoughts those were meant To produce a fruitful verse sitting alone