Sunday, February 17, 2019

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A wind that blows in no direction whips
and scatters drifts of leaves. Each way you face,
it meets you there, reminds you nature is
a struggle. Lukewarm folks need not apply;
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Noah Smits
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Bernard F. Asuncion 18 February 2019

A well crafted poem, Noah.....10++++++

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Ratnakar Mandlik 17 February 2019

" the strong are strengthened and weaklings die" a great truth envisioned in a thought provoking write. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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