I have nothing to write but the gray sky. The trees are black with slick rain. The last blossoms are defeated. Winter has come. ... Read full text
Beautiful poetry coming from blankness. That's your gift. You have even turned blankness to good use. A big 10.
Regardless of the temperature, a gray winter day puts me into and empty mood. Luckily it is always temporary. Thanks you for the comment Nosheen.
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Beautiful poetry coming from blankness. That's your gift. You have even turned blankness to good use. A big 10.
Regardless of the temperature, a gray winter day puts me into and empty mood. Luckily it is always temporary. Thanks you for the comment Nosheen.