I swam in a stream
Deeply in peace
Admiring the serenity
Of a hidden masterpiece
There a I saw
Something tiny yet frail
A dandelion flowing
Along the waters it sails
Mesmerized I seemed
Trying to capture the floret
But swiftly it flew
And never again we met
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Fall
PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
