I found a Song under the blue sky.
White clouds and blue sky wrote to me with their Blushy tune.
I searched them, when star shines at the North.
And the wind flows from the South.
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Blue Sun….. [Metaphorically uncommon…bytes on blue moon are there but sun? ] ‘Music still waiting to find a gun.’ [Wow! Splendid]
‘I sing the Song of Far Way Land. [to make far near very near and nearest into breast…]
Your psychic nib please lend me to write better …thanks sharing
Ms. Nivedita
UK
10/10
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Blue Sun….. [Metaphorically uncommon…bytes on blue moon are there but sun? ] ‘Music still waiting to find a gun.’ [Wow! Splendid] ‘I sing the Song of Far Way Land. [to make far near very near and nearest into breast…] Your psychic nib please lend me to write better …thanks sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10