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| Courtesy of Pixabay |
Once, I dreamt in fields of green
in a world where all seemed serene
following the tune of a magical harp
today, the blades of grass feel sharp
my heart aches and poetry hurts
thoughts are tumbleweeds in the desert
of my wandering mind....
written for dVerse
hosted by De
writing a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word "sharp"
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