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When I think ‘grounded’, I never anticipate the fall. Soft under your fingertips, held with grace, your single eye freckle, …
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Haiku Douloureux
empty room soft breaths
a gentle breeze beckoning
evening’s birdsong air
When I think ‘grounded’, I never anticipate the fall. Soft under your fingertips, held with grace, your single eye freckle, …
empty room soft breaths
a gentle breeze beckoning
evening’s birdsong air
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