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Natural etude (A blank verse sonnet) Dreamy melody of birds from an encyclopedia in your room, Slowly and deliberately You trace the globe. Your fingertip motion is a migratory bird. and I feel confused. Unnoticed the two of us walking deep in a forest , you are as fruit of the rose unaware. I intend to tell the tale of the sea for a season of the coming age at a church school tonight. to remember our Earth is a drop of tear. |
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