The fogs float away into the distance.
The sweat song flies like a white seagull.
Give, present to your loved ones tyulpans,
And you will not be forgotten on your gway…
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Author:
Ksey_Gan (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2025 12:18
- Category: Friendship
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Comments1
This poem has an exotic feel to it as it floats through the lines
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