Cohesive and Pure
In the first blaze of the day's dewy dew tricked.
Presently unclaimed, by intense sun acclimated.
We fitly step and wantonly break deadwood.
Our bones are broken, above than once permitted.
Each progression is without ambiguity directory.
A delicate breeze blows through plant greenery.
For the unassuming, delicate welcomes equerry.
For the quiet, blurring complements scenery.
Written: October 06, 2021
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