Sunday, August 18, 2019

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Very early each morning a girl sews glass beads into a mosaic.
And one by one the stars disappear from the sky.
She doesn't notice this happening
And I don't know if I should tell her.
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Ste. Anne
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Jazib Kamalvi 30 July 2020

Such a nice poem, Ste. Anne. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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