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Summer Somber

by Karima OsmanMay 27, 2022May 29, 2022

Your whistle gives sound, but only that.
Do I not make you want to carve a reed flute and play a chord?

Summer nights aren’t easy.
I can manage a park bench by sitting in its center,
but swan boats can never be for one

Peace & Blessings,

Karima O.

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