Wandering Wayfarer Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Date: 25-10-2025
Number of syllables: 45
Bored with urban life, Once I went to my hometown. Nostalgic I have become Recollecting the thrill Of plucking guavas, Of having silly fights with friends, And adventures in fields.
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