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2017

Day 313 in 2017

Sing your heart out, young girl,

Never let anyone stop you singing,

In bright days, or in dark swirl,

Let your voice ring!

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Day 312 in 2017

Suppress the cough,

Not the chest.

Life is tough,

Keep the fest.

Day 311 in 2017

There’s always a fruit hidden somewhere behind the leaves;

Don’t look for dead leaves,

For you’ll get nothing more than ashes;

Hunt for the hidden treasures!

Day 310 in 2017

Sunday mornings are not as lazy as you thought it was;

The sun has run up the horizon faster than the rider,

As if it doesn’t want to be left behind the chase;

But who could beat the early risers?

Day 309 in 2017

What are you thinking about, silhouette?

Are you thinking about changing your tone?

But you never complain of being a silhouette,

Providing your beholder with perspective for their milestone.

Day 308 in 2017

Would it make a difference if I were there?

I wonder.

Would it make a difference if I were not there?

And I still wonder.

Day 307 in 2017

Think anyone can see through your inner being?

With a bare visage,

Under the light – sans any cage?

The eyes are the most revealing,

How the ocean within are calmed down,

As your coming journey is at the dawn.

Day 306 in 2017

Blurry lights are absurd,

Just like your heart,

Dunno what you are picturing,

With those blurry feelings.

Day 305 in 2017

The afternoon sunbeam is blinding,

Would you be able to see through?

The new month is coming,

Would you like to see it through?

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