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In the breeze quite calm
Like a touch, a soothing balm
The wind whispers, as it has to go somewhere
Tell it to stop, as there is nowhere
We are here, right here, no future, no past
A cross-road, a junction with no point last
Let’s sit, have a talk
Let’s stay, have a walk
Eat of the very remaining fruits that loom
Have no vision of the flowers that bloom
Let’s love, as this autumn is better than that spring
Let’s lay, rejoice, leave what time has to bring
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Nicely done!
Lovely nature poetry!🥰