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The dry winds nip the skin,
Haze snags the sun—my nose stings;
Harmattan is here
About the Creator
Anu's Quill
I’m just an existential wanderer who happened to stumble into poetry. I think about writing more than I actually write—not the best poet, but trying to get better, word by word, as I share my thoughts and voice.
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