Day 1202, wet sand.

Day's pictures, Poetry

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I rest my head

in fresh cut grass.

Moist in the sand

from yesterday’s rain

makes me realize.

~

I see the flowers

in uncut grass

next to me

with colors

more beautiful

than the last time.

~

I close my eyes

fall away

and feel my wet hair

dry.

Nochrisis

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