Think of me
as how
the sky misses
the dawn
and how
summer waits
for autumn
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Stream Of Consciousness
Poetry'No one dives into the shallowness.' an arrayed thoughts of various themes; a collection of knotted perception mostly free versed micro-poetry Started: August 2020 Completed: November 2020
Nine
Think of me
as how
the sky misses
the dawn
and how
summer waits
for autumn
