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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Nature · #2335614

that wisp across cold dry terrain that begs for what they cannot give

There comes a softening...
...to grey clouds
wrung of rain
that wisp across
cold dry terrain
that begs for what
they cannot give
having given all
and more.

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