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(Delayed) Day 323 in 2017

Your smile shines brighter,

Than the sun ray from the window,

It makes life larger,

And the heart shall follow.

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(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 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?

Day 302 in 2017

Weekend walks in willingly,

Whooping with warmhearted works;

While we’ve been waiting without worrying,

Wisdom will water the words.

(Delayed) Day 284 in 2017

Aerial view gives a new perspective,

Of what is going on down there,

One can not see the whole picture,

Of the course and its alternative.

(Delayed) Day 282 in 2017

Ah, it’s raining again now…

And all I can see is watery windows,

With sprinkles that blur the sight,

And then delay the flight.

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