for the longest time
i sought a chair
wooden and sturdy
now resting
alone in the forest
it sits bare
the glowing gown
seen through and torn
resembles more the air
breezy and blown
four circles rising above
the center of all
Woman Rising
for the longest time
i sought a chair
wooden and sturdy
now resting
alone in the forest
it sits bare
the glowing gown
seen through and torn
resembles more the air
breezy and blown
four circles rising above
the center of all
seasons: a poetic journey 
Wow, beautiful !
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A beautiful flow of expressions. ā¤
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šŗ thank you
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amazing..:)
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