Mockba
as i gaze over
the soft granduer
i'm drawn to rows of violets
the nectar daintily
dances about quiet scents
of calm breezes
chafe and yet tempting
while i rise beyond
the granite structures
industrial past times
gently i wave back at moscow
written by mrs yolanda nicholsen
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