Sunrise some place else
I let go of your embrace
Tired of the sunsets
Ti napu.
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Combing the sand in search for the meaning of existence, life lessons, and the occasional gem for my personal Smithsonian.
The Beachcomber
Combing the sand in search for the meaning of existence, life lessons, and the occasional gem for my personal Smithsonian.
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2 comments:
A melancholy beauty.
...should start a Haiku stream...
Looking in your eyes
A melancholy beauty
Why is there sadness
Ti napu.
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