Sixth day stirring
Speedy silence n' snowy solitude with
Saturn's spoon of storm

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Solitude is that gift
Sour to sweet it swifts
As a soul swims in time
Learning to sew new rhymes

Solitude is that gift
Sentiments, it clearly sifts
With no regrets left
Spiritual sanctity, it lifts

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From my torn tabletop
Lexicons travel non-stop
To wherever hearts pop

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A posy of pure
Plumeria, dear July
Be a fragrant cure

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Owned candles lead
Towards inner freedom
Than rented chandeliers

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Unsaid goodbyes wipe
Pungent paints from polaroids
Refreshing albums

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Jewel-jingling July
Pour away gems without a cry
Eyes mine, long sleepy high

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The breezy rain that drenches shady shores
In the land of longing with thirst-sating drops
A lone traveler in pursuit of fond fountains
The drizzle woke me to the soft side of dreams

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Farewell June
Replace your ballads with bouquets jejune
The air of agony with abundant bliss
& Fragrant dreams in sleep's kiss

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The turbulent tailwind from a nightmarish land
Taking away swevenly seeds n' solacing sand
My feet struggled to stand still just to unwind
The tension n' tangled fears knotting my mind

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