Fish is calm
Coffee is bubbling
Turn over the calendar
Slight Cold in Solar Term
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In your poem real life is staged like a drama and the drama spills over into real life. Tonight, on sow wi be you as te focus turns around and instead of facing the silent actress on stage it looks directly at you. You can't escape the curious gaze: That red sweater marks you!
Her gloomy face! ! Thanks for sharing.