Pebbles of Stigma In Stillness
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When suited with loneliness, sorrow is seductive.
I reek trefoils and heed we bear a deep urge to relate.
My quest for commonality steered me to a lake fictive.
Pondering the twilight steam, so the lake whirls me to debate.
Ridden by the ethos, a lilac cloud goes to a grape.
I reek trefoils and heed we bear a deep urge to relate.
There are harmony and congruity here, just as kinship.
A slight wind doesn't sham the willow's sensory body.
Ridden by the ethos, a lilac cloud goes to a grape.
One thing I lack haunts a bustling life with true liberality.
In this world, even a hunter and prey may gain alliance.
A slight wind doesn't sham the willow's sensory body.
I wish to be vital for that globe, producing hot guidance.
This information might work with us exploring the world.
In this world, even a hunter and prey might gain alliance.
As I unwind in peace, I realize life follows a vital word.
To reduce interruption caused by uncommon conflictive.
This information might work with us exploring the world.
My quest for commonality steered me to a lake fictive.
Written: January 3, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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