Haiku - 440 Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

Haiku - 440



fall into a reverie
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sitting, at the edge.

the wind is tousling white dress.

and she thinks of swim.

Monday, August 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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