Like Thoughtful Meat
Where is spring?
Sunset holds the breath,
Where are days watching light orbit earth?
Gone the orb, the cusp of heartbreak.
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Positivity clawing from black,
An impossibility it’s true,
Remaining powerless,
Like thoughtful meat.
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PinkyBinks 
What happened to winter? In two weeks it passed in a chilly, monotonous haze. The raw, frigid, dry, nights flew through the sprawling urban desert. Spring is now the feeling of the ideal evening air. The dry, warm days are now a perfect northern late May day. Spring flew by in just a week, early summer has struck. This is my seasonal warp: A mini tale from Arabia 🙂
Beautiful Ed 🙂
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