Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
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Posted on March 26, 2021 by mabhsavage
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Bathe in the white warmth
Of words well met, for even
The hermit has friends.
Category: poetryTags: friendship, haiku, lockdown, poem, poems, Poet, poetry, poets, spring, writing
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