the day’s mantle of graphic scenes
drapes down the head of life
the wind in different directions blow
the dust rolls to thicken as virgin snow
enter the sphere of unforeseen emotions
feel the dagger’s wound as it rips the skin of hope
revel in the pleasure of a triumphant win over a failure
let the mind and heart impress your only soul
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā –o0o–
Absolutely beautiful morning
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