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Inspiration is fleetingand so I writein spontaneous burstsand drained energy
Note
These are short poems I wrote whenever motivation struck me, when I take my rides to and from uni, or while waiting in the grocery line
New Friends
April 20, 2025 at 03:25 AM
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Three young maidens
Poured out their hearts,
All indifferent
To the passage of time,
Tears of laughter
And tears of thanks
Were shed,
Under the warmth
Of the setting sun.
These young maidens
Shared similar
Troubles and interests,
A bond
Tying them together,
Strengthening
The friendship already
Present.
Round table,
Three chairs,
Secrets spilled
And laid bare,
True selves revealed
With shaking voices
And limbs,
Mouths ran dry,
Replenished
By coffee and warmth,
Absorbed
By three young maidens,
A promise born.
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