poem
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Catch in life
Catch in life. Fishing lure passes through the air and lands at the edge of the reeds. The pike chops the fishing tackle directly. The pike is a little when it is up on the gray rock. How many hours… Continue reading
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Quiet Flows the River
This week will be a cryptic lyrics and two cryptic poems. It is not meant to understand. The idea is to take in and let everything be. The poems are written in the late 90s … the text is written… Continue reading
