Wafts of breeze in the desert sands,
Sliver of hope in the lush futile expanse,
Glint of resolve in those drooped shoulders,
A throb, a pulse.
A start, a beginning.....
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And with this few penning words you are entering into the Poetry World that shall be sooner of later impressed with more of your talented works! WELCOME! 10+++ You are among friends! Keep it up! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City! ...