In my darkest dreams continuously,
It's flashing and flaring re-echoed.
And many times, throughout
The night, the thunder echoed,
Last night, how much
Did the creatures of the forest worry?
It's very welcome that cicadas
Dewily sing to glory.
(Apr. 21st, 2024, Kinsley Lee)
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Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
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