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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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sarojsalelkar.wordpress.com
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| | | | | The lost key lays hiddenVisible to a bystanderYet unseen by the ownerWhat could it possibly open?A treasure trove or a mystery trunk?It appears to be quite oldYet shines with proof of recent usageDoes it belong to a long forgotten pirate?Or an old schoolmaster ?Is the owner a mystery queenOr a grandma of hidden identityOh what... | |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | | | | Drops of light Rising up instead Of falling down Brightness in the Darkness of night sky Symbolic of hope and joy Every eye turned upwards Every heart full of wonder And amazement! Very interesting entries again this week in response to this image. Please click on the links to read the contributions of our... | |
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