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The breath of the earth
Changes from a soft whisper
To an angry burst.
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Written for the Quadru-haiku challenge. Thanks for Reading :)
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Meg
I'm here to explore the depth of human experience and to stop procrastinating my passion.
The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saundersabout 22 hours ago in Fiction
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