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(Delayed) Day 341 in 2017

The green giant guards the living,

With its breath and shade,

Unwinding under the shadow keeping,

And let the giant tell you a story.

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(Delayed) Day 328 in 2017

The colors of compassion,

Are infinite.

No border can reject the compassion,

When one is determined to spread it.

(Delayed) Day 319 in 2017

Hey skyscrapers, can you hear the unease on the street?

Rolling break-neckly on their rushing feet.

Hey skyscrapers, can you feel the vibe down there?

People dance both in misery and pleasure!

(Delayed) Day 318 in 2017

Wet days are endearing;

The weather snuggles close to one’s mood,

Then hog-ties the entire being,

And so paralyzes the day like a piece of damp wood.

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!

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 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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