She’s sitting alone
In this gloomy empty room
One sedate midnight
As the crescent moon smiles
Her flawed heart silently cries
Because you've found me ;)
She’s sitting alone
In this gloomy empty room
One sedate midnight
As the crescent moon smiles
Her flawed heart silently cries
:)) thanks
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Thank you :))
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Thank you 🙂 I also love yours ❤ esp. the ones about autumn … They're awesome !
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thank you 🙂 ❤
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[…] Source: Alone (Tanka) […]
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My favorite hurricane: not. Actually Typhoon Kate, spent in a small bunker atop a lone hill west of DaNang, South Vietnam in November of 1970. Caught a medical-evacuation ride out of there just as the eyewall hit us for a very entertaining helicopter ride back to the Air Force’s hospital where the showers were hot (and the food as well) and few took umbrage over hosting an orphan Marine reporter/photographer…especially one carring a six pack of beer in his packframe’s cavernous sack. When I got back to that hill, the 20-mile long, six-mile wide valley was 10-30 feet deep in floodwaters. War called off (mostly) on account of rain. May it rainlikethat everwhere man wars.
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This is really beautiful!
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Very beautiful
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Well brought out. Very picturesque. Anand Bose from Kerala
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