BIRDSONG
Chirps Trills calling me
Rising sun crescendo song
A new morning breaks
DROUGHT
Bone without marrow
Brushed by dust laden breezes
Brittle fractured World
DEWDROP
Delicate droplet
Trembling kaleidoscope
Hold your breath
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