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Her soul was diluted She a water sign… wiped off the remnants of the myth with yesterday’s newspaper. And waved to him through the purple window.   He the air sign… drifted,  after halting to water his soul with the vapour in her eyes. The monochromes of  his mossy smile faded  like an afterthought.   […]

Shhh!  mute the volume, of stubborn grudge, and, sizzle and rumble,  of wrath and blame.   Shhh! put to sleep,  the urge to curse, and, hush the sound,  of seething rage.   Shhh! lose no time, listen in! can  you hear your muted soul?   Discard, toss out, negativity lean in, embrace your  endless peace.

There’s something surreal about this morning Chirped the sparrow,  The horns are not blaring No fumes, no soot is flaring Pristine, bisque, sunlight is tearing Making way through folioles, the trees are bearing A sight, so recherche, so uncomparing   There’s something surreal about this morning Bellowed the cows The roads seem forsaken The sparse […]