Poetic Form: Choka Inspired: 2024 April 27 Image: Zero Hour Clock by Pinterest
the wind blows again old times it blew and it stayed you can see mountains clearly days we looked for them ah to be and not to be see the mountains, not the wind I am out of place.
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