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Falling Out

FALLING OUT

Winter exhales ice
Freezing the passing moment
Rigid we await
Until with change of seasons
We melt in each arms

Narcisssism

NARCISSISM

You talk of the sun setting
What nonsense!
The sun hasn’t disappeared
It is you who have rolled away

Passing Clouds

PASSING CLOUDS

I spent the morning in heaven
I spent the afternoon in hell
In the evening I sat in the garden
Serenely sipping lemon tea
And listening to the birds

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