bliss ...continueA Poem by pdkisn't it like
amid blossoms which quench flight's thirst
a chorous of colors that mirror the earth they rythmic beauty the end of my quest cosmically circles then leaves request listen to chaos the birth be heard in beating wings and the sound of the sea
© 2016 pdkAuthor's Note
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Added on March 21, 2016 Last Updated on March 21, 2016 |

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