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No curves under the blanket
She visits a friend
She flew away East
Out toward the rising Sun
She will fly home, West.
Ndinombethe.
No curves under the blanket
She visits a friend
She flew away East
Out toward the rising Sun
She will fly home, West.
Ndinombethe.
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The words give rise to expectations for sunrises and sunsets...We always anticipate their beauty and so you anticipate the return of your "Beauty." Have a grand weekend! Cathy
sometimes longing adds sweetness to return. Still it is hard to wait.
lovely haiku with many meanings ~ (A Creative Harbor) ~ aka ~ 'artmusedog' ^_^
Maybe LM will bring you a present from her trip.
Really lovely.
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