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Petrichor Music
music
reminds my soul
of peony and rose
efflorescence petrichor scents.
Roaming among fountains of her blossoms,
lost in bucolic elegance.
Whispering sweet sighs
like verses for
music
ash smoke
brought drops of doom.
Was it a mere mirage
or a brief dance with dalliance,
but this ephemeral epiphany,
just like nature's seasonal moods,
left lyrics on my lips,
until storms blew
ash smoke
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Silent One
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