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Unrehearsed

yaskhan

Wingbeat of an eagle Moves the Azure of sky...Lonely dayLiving the silenceBlue hourDinnertime-
My window opensTo the starsTwilight breeze--The shape of windIn the evening primroseCicada songsClimb the Moonlit skyMy wild dreams:Now there is a Stillness inside me.Midnight---I spike my coffeeWith golden acoustics..

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