Transient. Brief poetry

in poetry •  19 days ago

Picture of my own


                               The limbs of the tree stretch, reaching high.
                               From your lower stance, you look up and say hi.
                               But each arm and each hand get away.
                               So you look up and bid them farewell.

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Soy miembro de @talentclub.

Imagen diseñada por @wilins

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